In the quiet dawn of youth’s tender light, Where dreams take flight with wings so bright, The whispering winds of…
Under the moon’s soft, silvery glow, Two hearts began to beat in unison, Whispered secrets only they could know, A…
In realms where imagination flies, William Blake’s visions softly rise. With whispers from the angels’ choir, His poetry ignites the…
In the golden hues of morning light, Grandchildren’s laughter fills the air. Their innocent eyes, so pure and bright, Bring…
In your laughter, I find my peace, Tiny hands that hold such grace, With every step, my love’s increase, In…
In the gentle cradle of the dawn, she wakes, Her laughter, a melody the morning breaks, Eyes twinkling like the…