In the mirror’s gentle gaze, Reflections of a life well-spent, Lines that speak of laughter’s days, And whispers of the…
In the quiet woods where paths diverge, Lies the whisper of a choice untold, Frostâs voice echoes in the rustling…
In the gentle whisper of the morning breeze, Life’s changes dance upon the silent ground. Each moment fleeting, never to…
In the quiet grove where shadows play, Stands a sentinel, ancient and wise, Roots deep in the earth, a silent…
Life’s journey unfolds like a river’s flow, Through valleys deep and mountains high, Embracing change, as the winds softly blow,…
In the dawn of youth, dreams take flight, With eyes wide open to the morning light. Each step a dance,…
In the gentle cradle of the autumn breeze, Leaves descend like whispers from ancient trees. A tapestry of gold and…