In the quiet of the night, her gentle light unfolds, A guiding star in darkness, a warmth that never grows…
In the heart of silence, a voice emerges, Guiding the lost through uncharted seas, A beacon of hope on stormy…
In the morning’s golden hue, they rise, With gentle hands that shape our days, Whispering tales of times gone by,…
In whispers of the ancient winds, Their stories linger, softly told, Through echoes time itself rescinds, A legacy in hands…
In the quiet depth of night’s embrace, He walks a path of silent grace, With every step a story told,…
In halls where wisdom softly speaks, Stand guardians of the dreamers’ quest, With gentle words and patient hearts, They guide…
In the heart of every lesson taught, A teacher’s voice becomes the guide, Through tangled webs of thoughts we’re brought,…
In the quiet moments of the dawn, Grace alights softly, a gentle breeze, Whispering secrets of the morn, With a…
In gardens where laughter blooms and dances, Aunts weave tales with gentle glances. Their stories linger, sweet and bright, Guiding…
In the quiet hours before dawn, Her gentle hands weave dreams unseen, A lullaby woven with tender care, Her love,…