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In a velvet lined box, whose gentle folds, Lies something more precious than the breaking dawn. A memory that holds together moments old
By GiftsFlash.com2 months ago in Poets
In the center of a bustling city, where streets are alive with the song of life, There is a little shop of marvels, where dreams are made and kept in shelves all rife.
(Verse 1) Yes, I’m pacing back and forth through the memories, late night in my bubble, Stuck on the pictures from when we used to call this place home.
By GiftsFlash.com3 months ago in Poets
In the silent drawer of an old dressing table Lies a silver and gold circle, A delicate ankle bracelet. Ancient stories are silently placed in each fold and turn of it.
In a garden that has grown wild, under the eaves of whispers in time, Where dark meets light every day, There is a path worn out and rained upon,
While twilight softly folds, The sky is dressed in a blush and gold. Whispering trees shelter Two hearts dreaming life’s order.
In a house that is woven with whispers and light, Where the walls laugh at night, There lives an uncrowned queen, My mother in her plain gown.
In the garden of life, where all tales begin, There blooms a flower amidst the din. Her petals soft, her leaves embrace,
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