In the quiet room where shadows play, A gentle whisper calls my name; The echoes of your love remain, As…
In the quiet mornings, I hear his call, A gentle guide through shadows tall. With every step, his courage stands,…
In the quiet morning light, he stands, A figure steadfast, with gentle hands. His eyes, a map of time’s embrace,…
In the quiet moments of early dawn, A fatherâs love begins to weave, Gentle whispers in the morning light, Promises…
The stars above seem dimmer now, A guiding light has ceased to glow, The world feels colder, somehow, As I…
The echoes of your laughter fade Into the vast silence of the night A void that words cannot invade A…
In the silence of your absence, I find echoes of your voice, Whispering through the corridors of my mind, Remnants…
In the quiet of the night, a star went dim, A father’s love, now but a hymn. His laughter echoes…
In the silence of the night, you left without a word, Shadows cast long, where your presence once stirred. A…
In the quiet moments of morning light, He whispers stories of strength and might. With gentle hands and a heart…