In the quiet of the night, I find my peace, A moment to reflect, a time to cease. The chaos…
Beneath the azure skies, we plant Seeds of hope in fertile ground. With tender hands, we nurture life, Watching as…
In the stillness of the night, a soft cry breaks the silence, Tiny hands reach out, seeking warmth and guidance.…
In the springtime of my dreams, I bloom, With hopes and aspirations, I rise, Each petal of my heart unfolds,…
Each night I face the daunting task, A mountain of papers and books. With every page, I wear a mask,…
In the quiet whispers of the dawn, I grow, Like a seed that braves the earth’s embrace, Reaching towards the…
From tender shoots in springtime’s grace, We rise and reach toward skies so vast, Each day a step, each breath…
Upon the branch it hangs so bright,In morning’s soft and gentle light.Its skin so red, its form so round,A treasure…
In the quiet moments of dawn, I seek The whispers of my heart’s true desire Through the shadows, I silently…
In the quiet halls where whispers of wisdom float, We tread carefully, hearts filled with hope, Books in hand, dreams…