In the gentle rustle of leaves unseen, Lies the magic of a world between, Where tiny creatures weave their tales,…
Beneath the silver glow of the night, Tiny dancers take to the sky, Their wings a flutter, a delicate flight,…
In the hush of twilight’s gentle embrace, A symphony of whispers begins to rise, Tiny wings flutter in a delicate…
In the whispering meadow, where shadows play, Tiny dancers gather in the light of day. Their wings a tapestry, woven…
In the hush of dawn’s early light, A world awakens, subtle and bright. Beneath the canopy of the morning dew,…