BeautyInTime
In the quiet corners where shadows dance, Dust whispers tales of bygone days, Each speck a memory, a fleeting glance,…
In the silent room, the clock ticks on, Marking moments, dusk till dawn. Each second whispers, never loud, Time’s passage,…
An old house stands, with walls so tall, Where memories linger and shadows fall. Each creak of the floor, a…
In the echoes of time, where shadows play, Lies the whispers of old life, a forgotten day. Memories dance in…
In the hush of dawnâs first light, Time whispers tales of yesteryears, Softly weaving memories tight, In a tapestry of…
In the quiet corners of my mind, I see The echoes of a time that used to be, Where laughter…
In the whispers of dawn, we find our way, Through fields of dreams, where children play, Steps uncertain, yet hearts…
As seasons change and years unfold, We walk the paths of stories told. With silvered hair and lines that show,…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Time weaves its tapestry so fine, Each moment a thread, a fleeting sight,…
As the leaves turn golden and fall, The whisper of time gently calls, Wrinkles of wisdom on our face, Each…