In the quiet of the morning light, Grandpa sits with stories to recite, Tales of yore and wisdom’s might, Guiding…
In the twilight of the evening sky, you sit, A gentle soul with stories deep and rich, Eyes that have…
In the tapestry of words she wove, Stories of struggle, tales of love, A voice so strong, a spirit fierce,…
In fields of green and skies so blue, A soul did wander, steadfast and true, With verses rich, and heart…
In the quiet of her room she lay, A poet’s heart that ceased to play. With every breath, a verse…
In the stillness of the night, you are my guiding star, Your wisdom’s gentle whispers, heard from afar. A steady…
In the quiet moments, your laughter lingers, A whisper carried on the gentle breeze. The world is quieter without your…
In the twilight where shadows dance, Yeats’ spirit takes its final chance. Whispers of verses float on the breeze, Echoes…
In the whispers of the ancient trees, Lies the wisdom of the forgotten seas. Through the valleys and the mountains…