Beneath the whispering pines and the evening’s glow, Robert Frost walked, where the stillness flowed. With each step, he left…
In the quiet of the night, I find your shadow near, Whispering the tales of love we once held dear.…
As the sunset drapes the sky in hues of gold, We stand on the shore of memories old. The waves…
In the quiet of the night, your breath fades away, A gentle soul, now taken by the day. Memories linger…
As the sun dips below the horizon, We stand on the edge of yesterday, Watching shadows lengthen like memories, And…