In the mirror, a face I see, Etched with lines of memory. Eyes that once sparkled bright, Now reflect a softer light. Hair of silver, touched by years,

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…

In the quiet shadows where whisper… A lie is born, a truth to quell. Trust once strong, now fragile and… Hearts are broken, where do I beg… The eyes that once held warmth and…

In the mirror, see your face, A unique beauty, a special grace. Big or small, dark or light, You are a star, shining bright. Love yourself, for who you are,

In the realm of screens and endles… Where stories weave and tales unfo… A world of pixels, bright and bold… Yet truth, it seems, is bought and… We trust the posts, the likes, the…

Above the cerulean canvas, they un… Veils of whispers spun from dreams… The cirrus dancers, ethereal and f… Painting celestial tales for you a… Their feathers brush the azure exp…

In a world where serendipity meets… Life unfolds with a palpable sensi… We navigate through moments of dis… Finding strength in clear visibili… With hearts full of unwavering pos…

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 the quiet corner of a weathered… An old man sits, his spirit a sile… His bones, like ancient oak, bear… A lifetime etched in wrinkles, a t… I. Independence

Brown Fur Tail wags Paws touch Wet grass Nose smell

Quail whistles Bob White, As crickets strum their leggy tune… A moth flits, drawn to the porch l… Its delicate wings brushing agains… Above the moonless sky,

Working on my attitude, Need to express my gratitude, To the Prophet whose, Wisdom guides me through the night… Illuminates my path with iridescen…

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 the dance of cause and effect, Karma spins a subtle thread, Where actions plant the seeds we s… Bears fruit on the paths we’re led… What you reap is what you plant,