In the laughter of the young, I hear the future’s call, Echoes of tomorrow in their joyful ball. Eyes wide…
In the soft light of morning’s embrace, They run with laughter, a boundless race. Their eyes gleam with innocent delight,…
In the garden of memories, they bloom, Grandsons, with laughter like the morning dew, Carrying whispers of tales untold, Their…
In the cradle of dawn, they rise, Sons of the earth, beneath vast skies, With dreams as wide as oceans…
They start as little boys with dreams in their eyes, Exploring the world with innocent surprise. With each passing day,…
In the garden of my twilight years, Bloom the flowers of my kin, Grandsons with hearts sincere, Their laughter a…
From toddling steps and innocent eyes, To daring dreams beneath the skies, They grow with every setting sun, Their journey…
In the golden haze of morning light, I see your faces, young and bright, The echoes of a time gone…