In the hush of a snow-kissed night, Where stars twinkle in silent delight, The world is wrapped in a gentle…
In the garden of my days, they bloom Tiny hands that grasp the world anew Their laughter like the morning…
In the gentle whisper of the morning breeze, Lies a tale of gratitude, softly weaved, The sun’s warm embrace, a…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light, Giving blooms like flowers in the night. A gentle hand reaches, a…
In their eyes, the world is new, A canvas bright, with every hue. Their laughter rings, a melody true, In…
In the quiet of a snowy eve, Where whispers of hope gently weave, Lights twinkle on the evergreen, A promise…