In the cradle of dawn, her whispers sing, A lullaby woven with threads of time, Her hands, gentle as the…
In the quiet dawn, she rises with grace, Carrying dreams within her tender embrace. Her heart, a vessel of boundless…
In dreams she whispers soft and clear, Her love a beacon, always near. Though stars may fade and nights grow…
In the quiet moments before dawn’s light, A mother’s heart beats with dreams untold, Cradling hopes in the soft embrace…
In the quiet dawn of early light, A gentle flutter, soft and slight, Within the heart, a life begins, A…
In the quiet of night, her whispers sing, A lullaby woven with gentle threads, She carries the world in her…
In the quiet corners of a restless heart, Where shadows dance with fleeting dreams, Sylvia’s whispers paint a tender start,…
In the quiet whispers of dawn’s gentle light, A mother cradles dreams, tender and bright. Her hands weave tales of…
In the cradle of her gentle arms, I found a world both soft and warm. Her whispers calm the raging…
In the quiet whispers of dawnâs gentle light, A heartbeat echoes, soft and bright. Within the cradle of lifeâs tender…