In whispers soft, through the years gone by,
A legacy blooms, like stars in the sky.
Not built on riches or fleeting fame,
But in the hearts touched by love's gentle flame.
Each act of kindness, a seed that we sow,
In the garden of life, where true feelings grow.
The laughter we share, the tears that we shed,
Weave a tapestry rich, where memories tread.
It’s in the hugs that linger long,
In the stories told, in the shared song.
For love transcends the bounds of time,
A timeless echo, a rhythm, a rhyme.
As generations pass, this truth remains,
The love we give is what sustains.
In every smile, in every embrace,
Lives a legacy none can erase.
So let us build with every day,
A world where love leads the way.
For in the end, what truly survives,
Is the legacy of love that forever thrives.
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☘️Gyana
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Whispered Verses
Thơ ca☘️In the quiet corners of the heart, where words are soft yet profound, "Whispered Verses" weaves a tapestry of emotion. Each poem is a reflection of life's delicate moments-whispers of love, echoes of loss, the strength found in struggle, and the b...
