In the quiet dawn, her whispers stir Gentle as the morning breeze, they twirl A tender touch upon the heart,…
In the quiet hush of twilight’s glow, The silver moon begins its gentle climb. Casting its light on the world…
In the quiet of the evening hour, When the stars begin to shine, A gentle whisper calls my name, Mother…
In the quiet of the morning light, Where dreams dissolve with the dawn, I find the echoes of your laughter,…
In the quiet moments of the dawn, Where silence holds the world in grace, A tender word, a gentle touch,…
In the gentle hush of evening’s call, Where shadows play and whispers fall, An introvert finds solace there, In quiet…
In the whispering breeze of morning light, A gentle warmth that cradles the soul, Happiness blooms in the simplest of…
In the depths of shadowed dreams, Lies a hunger, fierce and wide, It whispers promises of gleam, Yet leaves the…