In the quiet halls of learning’s embrace, A guiding light shines with gentle grace. Through wisdom shared and stories told,…
In fields where silence whispers tales untold, They walked with courage, hearts made bold. Through shadows deep and battles fierce,…
In the quiet hours before dawn’s embrace, I see the shadows of your gentle grace. Through whispered lullabies and tender…
In the quiet mornings, I hear his call, A gentle guide through shadows tall. With every step, his courage stands,…
In the gentle folds of your words, Love dances like a timeless breeze, Embracing souls with tender chords, Unveiling hearts…
In the quiet moments, I hear your voice, A whisper of love, a gentle choice, Though youâve gone, your spirit…
In the quiet strength of night, she stands, A beacon of hope with gentle hands, Her spirit unyielding, her heart…
In whispers of the willow’s song, Where love’s eternal echoes throng, Shakespeare’s words, so pure and bright, Illuminate the darkest…
In the golden fields of memory, she stands, Her hands, weathered, yet tender, weave dreams, Each line, a story, each…
The fields whisper your name, Seamus, Your words, a melody of the soil, Each furrow, a line of verse, Ploughed…