In the garden where the roses bloom, Underneath the golden afternoon, Whispers of joy fill the air, Love and happiness,…
Hand in hand, we walk through days, Through sunshine bright and skies of gray. With every wrinkle, every line, Our…
In the whispers of the autumn breeze, Their stories come alive, never to cease. With hearts so warm and eyes…
In the garden where roses bloom, I hear whispers of your gentle tune. Grandad, your stories like morning dew, Refresh…
In the quiet dawn of morning light, A hand reaches out to give, to share, With no expectation of return…
In the quiet whisper of the night, Where shadows dance with soft moonlight, A heart once shattered starts to mend,…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Where shadows dance in pale moonlight, I find the echoes of our past,…
In the dawn of our youthful days, When the heart knew not of pain, We found a love that lit…
In the quiet of the dawn, his journey starts anew, A fatherâs silent struggle, hidden from our view. With tired…
In the quiet dawn, I find your silhouette, A beacon of strength, unwavering and true, With hands that have weathered…