In the quiet moments of dawnâs early light, A motherâs love shines ever so bright. Her whispers soothe the restless…
In the quiet of the morning light, She rises with the sun’s first ray, Carrying the weight of dreams and…
In the quiet moments of the night, When the world is still and calm, A mother’s love shines so bright,…
In quiet moments of dawn’s embrace, She finds herself in a silken grace. Sylvia’s heart, a tender terrain, Where love…
In the quiet dawn of morning light, she wakes Her heart a beacon, guiding with tender care With every whispered…
In the quiet dawn, her voice does rise, A melody of love beneath the skies. Her touch, a balm for…
In the morning light, they start so small, With tiny hands that grasp, afraid to fall. Their laughter echoes pure…
In the quiet hush of a moonlit night, A heartbeat whispers, soft and light. A tiny spark, a life’s gentle…
In the gentle embrace of dawn’s first light, A motherâs love awakens, pure and bright. Her whispers cradle dreams yet…
In the quiet hours of the night, she whispers dreams, Cradling hopes in tender arms, nurturing silent beams. Her heart,…