In the gentle whisper of the morning breeze, I hear the echoes of my childhood days. The laughter of friends,…
In golden fields where laughter roamed free, We chased the sun, our spirits wild; The world was vast, yet ours…
In the garden where we used to play, Laughter danced on sunlit rays, Time stood still in those golden hours,…
Nestled within the rolling hills and valleys, My heart finds solace in the whispers of trees. The gentle breeze carries…
In golden hues of yesteryears’ embrace, Where whispers of the past find their trace, Lives unfold in gentle, timeless grace,…
The sunlight danced upon our skin, As laughter echoed through the air, We chased the moments, pure and thin, With…