In the quiet of the morning light, Her gentle hands begin to weave, Stories of love in every touch, A…
In the cradle of her arms, I found the warmth of the sun. Her gentle whispers in the night, Spoke…
In the gentle curve of a smile, Lies a world untouched by time, A whisper of warmth and grace, Where…
In the quiet corners of our home, Where laughter echoes and whispers roam, Love weaves its threads through every room,…
In the warmth of the cottage glow, Stories of old begin to flow. Laughter dances in the air, A tapestry…
In the corner of the old wooden chair, Sits a gentle soul with silver hair. Her eyes, deep wells of…
The silent dance of snowflakes descends, Painting the earth in a tender white shroud. Trees stand adorned in glistening robes,…
In the quiet of the night, she whispers dreams, Guiding stars that light the path unseen, Her touch a balm…