In the gentle whispers of the morning breeze, Lies the warmth of stories untold, Grandparents’ love, a timeless reprise, In…
In the quiet of their embrace, stories old and wise, Echoes of the past in their tender eyes. Hands worn…
In the quiet whisper of the breeze, I hear her song, A melody of love, so tender and strong. Her…
In shadows soft, their whispers blend, The roots from which his thoughts ascend. From father’s stern yet caring guide, To…
In the quiet whispers of the evening light, Their stories weave through the starry night. Wrinkles tell tales of battles…
In the cradle of her arms, a tender lullaby sings, A daughterâs dreams take flight on a mother’s wings. Their…