In the gentle hush of morning light, A chapter closes with soft delight, The days of toil now fade away,…
In the quiet whispers of the rising sun, Where the days of labor are finally done, A new chapter begins,…
With hair turning silver, and wrinkles so bold, We find joy in stories we’ve often retold. Glasses on foreheads, keys…
The sun sets gently on the horizon, Whispering tales of days gone by. With every golden hue, it brings A…
In twilightâs gentle embrace, we find The traces of a life well-lived, entwined With memories that dance in silver streams,…
The sun sets, casting golden hues, On years of toil, now gently fused. In quiet moments, dreams unfurl, A tapestry…
In the quiet of the twilight, Where shadows gently fall, Memories dance like fireflies, Illuminating the hall. Wrinkles tell their…