In the quiet hours of twilight’s embrace, I see her hands, worn yet full of grace. The gentle touch that…
In the gentle whispers of the morning breeze, I hear your comforting voice, a melody so sweet, Your love, a…
In the shadow of a mother’s smile, Lies a heart that’s grown so wild. Neglect and pain, her chosen path,…
In the quiet hours of dawn, she rises, A symphony of whispers and gentle hums, Her touch, a soft lullaby…
In the quiet whispers of dawn’s embrace, She stands, a sentinel of love and grace, Her gentle hands weave the…
In the quiet hush of dawn’s first light, Mother Nature speaks in whispers soft, Her breath the breeze that dances…
In the gentle whispers of the night, I hear your soothing voice so light. Mother, your love, a boundless sea,…
In the quiet whispers of dawn, she rises, A beacon of hope in the morning light, With hands that cradle…
In the garden of our lives, you planted seeds of love, Nurtured with care, like the sun and skies above.…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light, She wakes with a heart so pure and bright, Her hands, though…