In twilight’s gentle, whispered call, The sky dons its purple robe, A canvas where dreams softly fall, And time begins…
In the dawn’s gentle embrace, hues awaken, As golden rays kiss the earth with light, The sky, a canvas of…
As the golden hues embrace the trees, The whispers of autumn fill the breeze. Leaves descend like dreams untold, Painting…
Leaves descend in a gentle sway, A dance of amber, gold, and rust. The crisp air whispers secrets, Of a…