Drawers of the Soul

In the stillness of the night, dreams draw near,
Whispers of the heart, only the soul can hear.

In the drawer of the mind, memories unfold,
Stories of the past, both cherished and told.

Sketches of the past, intricately drawn,
Bright colors of laughter, shadows of the dawn.

In the heart’s hidden drawer, emotions spawn,
A tapestry woven from dusk until dawn.