In the quiet of the night, where shadows softly creep, There lies a tiny creature, in dreams it dares to…
In the quiet room, a teacher stands, Eyes filled with stories, heart in hands. With every word, knowledge expands, In…
In the quiet corners of a sunlit room, Billy Collins’ poetry dances with the light, Each verse a soft whisper…
Beneath the stars, where whispers flow, Atticus speaks of magic’s glow. In every word, a world unveiled, Where dreams and…
In the shadows of oppression, she found her light, Maya, the poet, with words so bright, Her verses, a balm…
In the quiet of the woods, where shadows play, Robert Frost’s whispers guide our way. Through paths less traveled, he…
In the quiet of the classroom, wisdom softly glows, Your voice, a beacon, guiding where the curious mind goes. With…
In the quiet whispers of the morning light, When shadows fade and dreams take flight, Embrace the dawn with a…
In the quiet moments of the dawnâs embrace, Grace weaves a tapestry, delicate and bright. A gentle whisper in the…