Bluesy the Blue Whale, so grand a… Gliding through the ocean with gra… With a heart as vast as the deep b… He sings a song, of pure harmony. He sings the loudest song, it echo…

In a weathered cottage by the sea, Where waves whisper its secrets to… Lived an old man named Elias Gray… His bones creaking with the weight… Arthritic fingers, gnarled like an…

In the heart of the home, she stan… A daughter, a mother, she juggles… With hands that work and a heart t… She lifts her family with unyieldi… In her mid-forties, yet timeless s…

In a world of words, where meaning… A tale unfolds—a linguistic ride. Bombastic strides forth, bold and… A lexicon soldier, sword in hand. With syllables clashing, vowels ab…

Little master mellow, quite a lovely older fellow. Sits in a rocker, on his porch, making music, by a dim lit torch. Pen in hand, paper in his lap,

In the cold embrace of winter’s gr… When mornings arrive with an icy t… I find it hard to leave my bed, With dreams of warmth still in my… The world outside is gray and stil…

Behind the mask, a secret lies, A world unseen by prying eyes. A smile painted, a laugh well feig… And beneath it all, true feelings… A mask of joy, a mask of peace,

In Australia, where rivers ebb an… Lives a curious creature, by the n… With a bill like a duck, and a tai… He’d swim through the water, a tru… Plato the Platypus, wise and prof…

In the depths of the ocean, where… Lives Crusty the crab, a rather q… With claws like castanets, he clic… Strutting across the seabed, on hi… He’s a maestro of the sands, a con…

In the quiet of my aging bones, I can sense the rain’s impending a… A symphony of ache and anticipatio… As if the clouds have confided in… My joints, weathered and wise,

In the quiet of twilight, a young… Fourteen years old, courage trembl… He whispered truth to shadows, unv… “I am gay,” he said, tearing world… His home, once warm, now echoes wi…

In life’s grand theater, where spo… Not for perfection’s stage, but fo… Dancers of trials, leaping over ba… Triumphs etched in scars, where re… To the brave souls who weathered y…

Sometimes I feel sad For no Reason. Sometimes

In the high forests where the bamb… Lives a red panda named Rosey, wi… She’s the first panda, a title she… Named long before her giant cousin… Rosey munches bamboo, her favorite…