In the horizon of dreams, I see a light, A beacon of hope, shining ever so bright, A future where…
In the gentle cradle of the dawn, she wakes, Her laughter, a melody the morning breaks, Eyes twinkling like the…
In the stillness of dawn, the journey starts, Boxes packed with dreams, hearts full of hope, Leaving behind a tapestry…
In the shadows of the night, we stand still, Voices hushed, hearts beating with a chill, Under the iron grip…
In March, the winds do softly whisper, Carrying secrets from distant realms, The earth awakens from its slumber, As dreams…
In the silence of the starry night, She listens to our whispered prayers, With gentle hands and eyes so bright,…
In the shadows of the bustling streets, Lies a silent cry, a plea unvoiced, Where dreams falter and hope retreats,…
In whispers of the ancient winds, Our stories softly intertwine, The seeds of dreams we dared to plant, Bloom in…
The path ahead is long and winding, With dreams and hopes intertwined, Each step a story, each moment finding, A…
In January’s chill, the whispers grow, Silent echoes of the fallen snow, A time when dreams are softly spun, Beneath…