In the quiet woods, where whispers breeze, Mary found her solace, her peace with ease. Among the trees, she danced…
In the hush of morning light we find The whispers of a heart so kind Among the leaves and blooming…
In the quiet fields where shadows play, She found her voice in the rustling leaves, A poet’s heart, where nature’s…
In the quiet dawn, where shadows play, Mary walks in the morning light, Embracing the whispers of the day, With…
In the quietude of dawnâs early light, The whispers of nature call to me, With every leaf and every flight,…