In the quiet whispers of the past, Her gentle voice lingers long, A melody in the morning’s breath, A silent…
In the quiet dawn, her voice a gentle breeze, A lullaby of warmth, where all worries cease. Her hands, soft…
In the quiet corners of a childâs room, Lies the echo of a lullaby sour, A motherâs voice that once…
In the quiet halls of our home, Echoes of words unspoken lie, A daughter’s heart, forever roaming, Seeking warmth beneath…
In the quiet corners of our home, Where whispers of love softly roam, Mother and Father stand side by side,…
In the quiet mornings, she stands by the door, Her eyes a gentle harbor, where dreams safely soar. Her hands,…
In the quiet of the night, her voice lingers, A gentle breeze that rustles the leaves, Memories woven like delicate…
In the quiet moments of the night, Her gentle whispers ease my fright, A soothing balm to weary dreams, Her…
In the quiet embrace of morning’s light, She moves with grace, a gentle might. Her hands weave dreams from threads…
In the gentle rustle of the leaves, She hums a lullaby so sweet, The whispers of the ancient trees, Beneath…