In the gentle curve of a smile, it starts A spark ignites, warming the coldest hearts With echoes that ripple…
In the gentle morning light we rise, Hearts intertwined in blissful grace, The world a canvas, endless skies, Painted with…
In the morning light, the world awakes, A gentle breeze whispers through the trees, With every step, joy softly breaks,…
In the garden where lanterns gleam bright, Dragons dance under the moon’s gentle light. Laughter echoes through the bamboo trees,…
In the gentle rustle of morning leaves, A whisper of joy begins to unfurl. The sun paints golden light on…
In the garden of laughter, we twirl and spin, Under the sun’s warm, golden grin. With every step, our spirits…