Friday, December 5, 2025

WHISPERS

Soft wings brush the breeze,

clouds drift in a tender dance.

Hearts bloom like bird’s song.

Love shifts as seasons unfold,

joy soars in nature’s embrace.

PEACE

Green hills softly rise,

Birds sing sweet songs to clouds,

Peace fills deep valley.

BLOOM

Soft winds do whisper,

Seasons dance is eternal.

Time's gentle embrace,

The leaves fall, then bloom again,

Nature's endless cycle sings.

LUCKY

Robin and sparrow,

both dived upon the insect.

It went underground.