The suitcase sits by the door, Silent witness to a thousand dreams, Whispers of the past linger in the halls,…
In the gentle hush of evening’s grace, Where whispers dwell in silken light, He walks through dreams with tranquil pace,…
In the quiet echoes of Grandpa’s wisdom, Where stories danced on whispered winds, His laughter painted the walls of time,…
In the quiet corners of my childhood days, His laughter echoed like a gentle breeze, With stories spun from golden…
In the quiet hum of twilight’s glow,Grandad’s stories softly flow,Whispers of a world long past,Echoes that forever last.His hands, worn…
In the quiet moments where shadows grow long, And the sun dips low beneath the horizon, We find ourselves at…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Where stars blink softly in the sky, Memories dissolve like morning mist, Slipping…
In the quiet ticking of the ancient clock, Whispers of time weave stories untold. Each second a step in the…
In the vibrant halls where laughter thrives, We find a bond that gently binds, Through whispered secrets and shared tales,…
In the meadow where daisies bloom bright, I danced with shadows in the golden light. The whispers of a sunlit…