In the Long Run
#YearEndEchoes
In the hushed embrace of the year's end,
Moments whispered, a lingering residue.
Echoes dance on the edge of the night, stories reflected in delicate light.
January began with renewed optimism.
A blank canvas, a sky so blue.
Dreams bloomed like spring blooms.
A symphony of possibilities, with each note representing a wing.
Love's language in the air launched sails as February's winds murmured tales.
Hearts interlaced, a lovely dance
Two souls collide in the flow of life.
Nature's craftsmanship dispelled darkness with a brilliant bloom in March.
Colours painted on an earthen canvas,
A rebirth celebration.
The April rains mourned and then smiled, washing away the wildness of the winter.
Life is a purifying rain, nurturing dreams with each passing hour.
May sunsets painted in vibrant hues, promises made, and stories untold.
The warmth of solid and loyal friendships
It...
In the hushed embrace of the year's end,
Moments whispered, a lingering residue.
Echoes dance on the edge of the night, stories reflected in delicate light.
January began with renewed optimism.
A blank canvas, a sky so blue.
Dreams bloomed like spring blooms.
A symphony of possibilities, with each note representing a wing.
Love's language in the air launched sails as February's winds murmured tales.
Hearts interlaced, a lovely dance
Two souls collide in the flow of life.
Nature's craftsmanship dispelled darkness with a brilliant bloom in March.
Colours painted on an earthen canvas,
A rebirth celebration.
The April rains mourned and then smiled, washing away the wildness of the winter.
Life is a purifying rain, nurturing dreams with each passing hour.
May sunsets painted in vibrant hues, promises made, and stories untold.
The warmth of solid and loyal friendships
It...