In the quiet of a winter’s morn, A poet’s soul took flight, Leaving behind whispered words, In the shadow of…
Born in the heart of England fair, In Stratfordâs gentle, nurturing air, A boy with dreams beyond his ken, To…
In the quiet corners of their minds, Words danced like fireflies in the night, Crafting worlds of beauty and pain,…
In quiet whispers of the dawn, he stands, With gentle strength, he holds the morning light, His heart a lantern…
In the quiet of the kitchen’s hum, Her hands held stories yet unsung, Through gentle motions, love was spun, A…
In the silent halls of memory, Where words once danced with grace, A poet’s voice now softly fades, Yet leaves…
In halls where whispers softly tread, Beneath the crown, a heavy head. The weight of gold and lineage past, A…
In the halls of ancient stone, they walk,Where whispers of their names still softly talk,Majestic crowns upon their brows they…
In ancient halls where shadows dwell, The crowns of kings in silence tell, Of battles fought and kingdoms won, Beneath…