In the quiet woods where shadows play, Robert Frost’s echoes softly sway, With every leaf and every breeze, Nature sings…
In the stillness of winter’s night, Where frost kisses the earth so bright, Shadows dance in the moon’s soft light,…
In the forest, whispers flow, Through the leaves where breezes blow, Nature’s song in gentle rhyme, Echoes softly, keeping time.…
In the quiet dawn, life unfolds its tale, A prose of moments, both grand and frail. Each breath a sentence,…
Within the depths of silent grace, Eyes tell stories without a trace. A world of wonder in each gaze, Unspoken…
In the twilight’s gentle embrace, She dons the black dress with grace, Each fold a whisper of night, Draped in…
In the quiet moments of the night, When the world is cloaked in silence, We shed our armor, piece by…
Beneath the waves where shadows dwell, The sea whispers tales it cannot quell. Of lives once vibrant, now at rest,…