In the gentle whispers of the past, they stand, Guardians of stories, a guiding hand, With eyes that twinkle like…
In the quiet of the night, their whispers guide, Like stars that light the path we stride. Their love, a…
In the quiet of night, they whisper our names, Guardians of dreams, casting light on our flames. With hands ever…
In quiet corners of the mind, they dwell, His fatherâs stern gaze, his motherâs soft spell, Echoes of voices in…
In the garden of memories, they bloom like roses, With stories intertwined in the roots of time, Their laughter, a…
In the quiet dawn they rise, without complaint or sigh, Their dreams put on hold, for our future they vie.…
In the quiet hours of the night, they stand, Watching over dreams with a gentle hand. Through storms and sunshine,…
In the quiet corners of our hearts, Where memories softly tread, Lie the echoes of your laughter, And the wisdom…
In the quiet moments of dawnâs first light, Their whispers of love paint the sky bright. With tender hands and…
In the quiet of their gentle gaze, Lies wisdom, love, a warm embrace. They’ve seen the world through many days,…