In the quiet of our humble abode, Where laughter echoes off the walls, Love is a language frequently spoken, And…
In the quiet of the evening, whispers of the past arise, Laughter echoing through hallways, memories in disguise. The creak…
Across the seas and endless skies, The migrant’s heart forever flies. In search of dreams and distant lands, We leave…
In the heart of home where love abides, Through laughter, tears, and changing tides, The ties of family hold us…
In the quiet corners of our home, Unseen tears begin to flow, Unheard whispers of despair, Dark shadows of a…