In pages bound by threads of gold, A world unfolds for hearts to hold. Each letter, line, and story told,…
In the realm of letters, vast and wide, Where words are worlds, and dreams reside, The English tongue, both rich…
In the quiet shadows of your upbringing, Where words were sparse, yet ever ringing, A silent strength, a stoic grace,…
In the twilight of a fading day, Where shadows dance and whispers play, Love’s tender touch, an artist’s hand, Paints…
Beneath the sky, where endless waters meet, Hemingway’s spirit sails, forever fleet. The sea, an open book of tales untold,…
In the realm of words and endless lore, You guide us through each literary door. With patience and a gentle…
In the quiet of her room, she wrote, Words of wonder, thoughts afloat. A world unseen, in lines she drew,…
In quiet rooms where thoughts entwine, A friendship blooms, so pure, divine. With pen in hand, she writes her song,…
Hope is the thing with feathers, That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never…