In the quiet whispers of the night, Memories come to life, so bright. Faces and places, long gone by, Dance…
In the quiet moments, I feel your gentle touch, Whispering through the silence, a memory so much. Your laughter echoes…
In twilight’s grace, where shadows play, A voice once bold now fades away. Yeats’ dreams in verses lie, Beneath a…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light, I feel your presence whispering through the air, A gentle reminder of…
In the quiet hours of twilight’s grace, I wander through the halls of distant days, Where shadows of the past…
In the silence of the night, memories unfold, Like whispers in the wind, stories untold. Faces of the past, moments…
In the quiet, I hear your voice, Softly echoing through the years, A melody of gentle whispers, Bringing solace to…
By the gentle stream, he cast his line, In the quiet dawn, the world seemed fine. The ripples danced to…
In the whisper of the morning breeze, I hear the gentle echoes of yesterday, Memories wrapped in golden light, Dancing…