swans
By the silver lake, where whispers meet the dawn, Swans glide like dreams that never fade, Their feathers kissed by…
By the still waters where dreams softly glide,Swan’s elegance in moonlit grace reside.Feathers whisper secrets to the night,In serene dances,…
In the quiet of the dawn, they glide, White feathers kiss the water’s face, Their grace, a dance of gentle…
Upon the tranquil lake they glide, With feathers white, in beauty’s pride. Their elegance, a silent song, In nature’s dance,…
On tranquil lakes where silence dwells, The swans in grace and beauty glide, Their feathers pure as winter’s first snow,…
Beneath the moonlit sky, where whispers flow, The swans glide gently, in a tranquil row. Their feathers, pure as freshly…
In dawn’s embrace, the swans arise, Their feathers kissed by morning light, With elegance, they paint the skies, A dance…