In the silence of the twilight’s breath, She stands with grace, beyond the stars, A gentle presence that softly weaves,…
In the quiet whispers of dawn, she rises, A gentle touch that mends and guides, Her love, a beacon that…
The world feels colder without your gentle touch, A silent echo where your laughter used to be, Memories linger like…
In the golden fields of memory, she stands, Her hands, weathered, yet tender, weave dreams, Each line, a story, each…
In the shadows of a mother’s love, Lies a darkness, cold and deep; Where nurturing hands turn to stone, And…
In the quiet of the night, she softly sighed, A whisper of love that never died. Her hands, now still,…
In her eyes, the universe resides, A galaxy of dreams, of hopes untold, Her gentle touch, where warmth abides, A…
In the quiet moments of the night, When the world seems still and dark, There lies a love so pure…
In the whispers of the night, I hear your gentle voice, A guiding star, though far, you help me find…
In her eyes, I see the world unfold, The warm embrace when days grow cold. Her gentle whispers calm the…