Beneath the golden hues of time’s gentle hand, Where whispers of the past in soft breezes stand, Lies a world…
In the quiet dusk of our forgotten spring, Where laughter once danced on every breeze, Now silence reigns, a somber…
In the quiet whispers of the past, Lies a tapestry woven with care, Threads of laughter and shadows cast, In…
In the whispers of the morning breeze, I find echoes of the days gone by, Yet in their fading melodies,…
In the shadows of forgotten dreams, Where time’s embrace softly gleams, Lies a world of yesterdays untold, Stories etched in…
In the dawn of my silent reverie, I trace the footprints of my past, Each step a story, a whispered…
In the quiet corners of my mind, Where shadows play with light, Memories linger, soft and kind, Dancing through the…