In the quiet whispers of the night, Daughters hold their dreams tight, With gentle hands, they weave the light, Into…
In the cradle of dawn, she whispered tales, Of love unspoken, through life’s veils, A mother’s gaze, a daughter’s dreams,…
In the quiet morning light, they rise, Gentle echoes, daughters’ laughter, wise. Their dreams like stars in the twilight skies,…
In the morning light, their laughter rings, Tiny feet dance to the rhythm of dreams, Eyes aglow with endless possibilities,…
In the gentle curve of your smile, I see the dawn of a thousand dreams, A whisper of hope in…
Daughters, the sunlight in our lives, Brightening our days with their smiles, Their laughter, a melody that thrives, Innocence and…