In the quiet of the autumn eve, she slumbers, Beneath the stars, her spirit softly numbers, Words once woven in…
Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage…
In the stillness of the ancient night, Shadows dance with the moon’s gentle light, Echoes of lives once lived in…
In the silent night, where shadows dance, Whispers of the past draw near, Ancestorsâ voices, soft as a trance, Guiding…
In the forest’s heart, where shadows play, The whispering leaves, they softly sway. Underneath the ancient oak’s embrace, Lies the…
When the night whispers secrets untold, And shadows dance where memories unfold, I find your presence in the silent breeze,…
Beneath the emerald skies so cold, Lies the tale of stories, untold, Where shadows dance on ancient stones, And whisper…
In the quiet of Amherst, your spirit lies, Whispering secrets to the twilight skies. Poems unspoken, dreams unfound, In deathâs…
In the quiet room where shadows play, A gentle breath takes its last sway, And though the heart feels deep…
In twilight’s grace, where shadows play, A voice once bold now fades away. Yeats’ dreams in verses lie, Beneath a…