In the gentle glow of morning light, The orchard whispers to the breeze, Apples and oranges in vibrant sight, Dance…
Beneath a sky of fiery hue, they dance, In whispers soft, the autumn leaves descend, A gentle waltz in nature’s…
Under the moon’s gentle embrace, The river whispers secrets of old, Carving paths through time’s own face, In stories of…
In the gentle weave of time, Where laughter echoes and whispers chime, We find our solace, hand in hand, Across…
Under the sun’s warm, golden gaze, Fields dance in the gentle, swaying haze. Children laugh where the wildflowers grow, As…
In golden fields where sunlight drapes, The hands of time gently shape, Where whispers of the harvest sing, And dreams…