In the whispers of the night, I hear your name, A distant echo of what once was bright. The stars…
In the hush of twilight’s gentle song, Where shadows dance and linger long, We find the echoes of the past,…
In the quiet echoes of our last goodbye, Where silence speaks louder than tears, We turn the page of our…
In the quiet glow of forty’s dawn, A tapestry of years unfurls, Each thread a memory gently drawn, In the…
In the gentle hush of midnight’s embrace, Stars whisper tales of new beginnings bright, As the old year fades into…
The dawn breaks with gentle grace, As Monday whispers softly in our ears, Promising new beginnings, a fresh embrace, And…
In the quiet dawn, I take my leave, From the place where dreams were first conceived. With every step, a…
In the hall where echoes linger, Caps and gowns, a sea of dreams, Voices rise, a hopeful chorus, Guided by…
In the gentle hush of morning’s grace, The world awakes from night’s embrace. With hues of gold and whispers clear,…