In the quiet of the classroom, where dreams begin to bloom, There stands a guiding light, dispelling all the gloom.…
The day grows dim, the sky a canvas grey, Soft whispers of rain begin to play. A symphony of droplets,…
In the whisper of the morning breeze, The Earth sings her silent song, A melody of timeless trees, Where ancient…
Wrinkles and gray, a badge of pride, Each line a tale, no need to hide. Glasses perched upon the nose,…
Beneath the flag’s unwavering flight, We gather hearts with hope alight. In shadows cast by freedom’s flame, We honor those…
In the tender light of morning’s grace, The sun ascends with a gentle face, Casting gold upon the waking earth,…
On this day of birth we stand, With candles lit and cake in hand. A year has passed, a new…
In the quiet dawn of morning’s light, I hear your whispers, soft and bright. Guiding me through the trials we…
When morning breaks with golden hue, The Sun arises, strong and true. It chases shadows, warms the land, With gentle…
The sky weeps in gentle whispers, Each drop a tale of long-lost dreams, The earth hums in soft resistance, To…