When night whispers softly, dreams unfold, In the cradle of darkness, stories untold. Stars gleam like the hopes we hold…
In the quiet of the night, thoughts do creep, Whispering fears that rob my sleep. A shadow of doubt, a…
In the quiet of the night, thoughts take flight, Dancing shadows on the walls, a silent sight. Whispers of the…
In the whispering walls of my abode, Where love’s gentle touch does erode, The weariness of the day’s long quest,…
In the stillness of the morning light, We find the strength to face the day, Embracing health with all our…
In the silent hours when the world sleeps, Whispers of comfort softly creep, Through the shadows, they gently glide, Offering…
On Wednesday’s morn, the world is gray, A canvas soft with gentle sway. The sun peeks shy, behind a veil,…
In the stillness of the morning light, I walk, Through paths where shadows dance and birds talk. Each step a…
In the heart of the storm, we find our peace, Bound by threads invisible, yet never cease, A tapestry of…