In the gentle hush of morning’s light,A memory stirs, soft and bright,Whispers of laughter, echoes of a smile,Carried on the…
In the heart of whispers, where shadows blend, Wika dances softly, with dreams that mend. Her steps trace stories, ancient…
Beneath the moon’s soft, silver glow, The piano’s keys begin to flow, Whispering secrets of days gone by, A melody…