In the quiet whispers of dawn’s first light, I found a reflection, so tender, so bright. A heart once shadowed…
In the quiet whisper of dawn’s embrace, Life unfolds in a delicate dance, Moments fleeting, leaving a trace, Of echoes…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Beneath the silver moon’s soft light, The winds of time begin to speak,…
In the silence of the morning light, I find, The whispers of my soul, gentle and kind, A journey within,…
In the quiet nights, memories replay, Echoes of choices, shadows of dismay, Paths once tread, now distant and gray, Mistakes…
In the mirror of life’s reflection, I seek, The essence of who I am, unique and meek. Through shadows and…
In the twilight of my thoughts, shadows drift apart, An echo of a self, lost in the chasmâs heart. Pieces…
In the early dawn, where the waters lie still, A fisherman’s heart beats with quiet thrill. The world fades away,…
In the glass, the amber swirls, Whispering tales of forgotten worlds, A sip, a taste, a fleeting smile, Numb the…
In quiet rooms where shadows play, Billy Collins’ words softly sway, They whisper tales of daily life, And cut through…