In the quiet whispers of the night, Their stories weave a tapestry bright. Wisdom flows like rivers deep, In memories…
In the quiet whispers of the evening light, Their stories weave through the starry night. Wrinkles tell tales of battles…
In the quiet moments of the night, When the world is fast asleep, Parents stand as guardians bright, Their silent…
In the warm glow of twilightâs gentle kiss, Their stories weave a tender, timeless thread, A tapestry of moments we…