In the quiet whispers of dawn, they rise, Bearing the weight of dreams yet unseen, With hands calloused, hearts tender…
In the quiet corners of a humble home,Where whispered dreams find silent flight,Lies the strength of hands weathered with time,In…
In the quiet hours of dawn’s first light, They stir, unseen, to pave our way, With dreams set aside, they…
In the silent hours of dawn, they rise, With weary eyes and hearts so wise, Their dreams set aside for…