In the heart of the tranquil grove,
Where whispers of the winds reside,
The village breathes a timeless love,
Beneath the azure sky so wide.
The fields stretch far, a golden sea,
With waves of grain that gently sway,
Each dawn brings hope and melody,
As nature’s chorus greets the day.
The cobbled paths of stories old,
Lead to homes with hearts so warm,
Where tales of yore are softly told,
Sheltered from the coming storm.
In every corner, life does bloom,
In quiet strength, the village stands,
A simple life within its womb,
Embraced by earth and loving hands.