In the whisper of the evening’s gentle sigh, She found her place beneath the vast, quiet sky. With words that…
In the quiet whisper of the morning light, Her words linger in the air, soft and bright. A voice that…
In the hush where whispers fade, Edna’s light began to wane, Yet her words, like stars, remain, A beacon in…
In gardens where her words once bloomed, A silence whispers through the trees, Her verses linger, soft and plumed, Carried…
In the quiet shadows where her words once danced, Lingers the grace of her vibrant, fleeting glance. Her spirit whispers…
In the dim-lit room where shadows dance, Her words linger, a fleeting glance. The echoes of her pen still speak,…
In whispers of the night, her voice did fade, A melody of words in twilightâs embrace, Her heart, a garden…
In the quiet of the autumn eve, she slumbers, Beneath the stars, her spirit softly numbers, Words once woven in…
In autumn’s breath, a whisper fades, Through forests dense, in twilight’s shade. A poet’s light, now softly wanes, Her verses…
In shadows deep where poems weep, Lies Edna’s heart in eternal sleep. Her words once danced on pages bright, Now…