In the morning’s gentle light, their whispers call, Through silent halls where shadows softly fall. With every step, their guidance…
In the gentle cradle of her arms, A daughter finds her world anew, Whispered tales of love and charms, In…
In the quiet dawn, she softly stirs, Her gentle hands weave dreams anew, In her eyes, the universe whirls, A…
In the quiet of the night, she whispers dreams, Guiding stars that light the path unseen, Her touch a balm…
In the cradle of dawn’s gentle embrace, Where rivers weave tales of ancient grace, She sings a lullaby of timeless…
In the gentle whisper of the morning light, She stands with grace, a beacon bright. Her eyes a mirror of…
In the cradle of shadows, she whispers lies, Promises wrapped in silence, hidden from sight, A tender facade, beneath a…
In the soft glow of dawn’s embrace, She weaves dreams with tender grace. Her hands, a gentle lullaby, Cradle hopes…
In the warmth of your embrace, I find my peace, A gentle symphony of love, never to cease, Your whispers…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s embrace, I hear her voice, a soft, gentle trace. Her laughter echoes in the…