
In threads of time, stories unfurl
Embroidered tales, stitch by stitch
In the fabric of history, neatly sewn
A place to show my work

In threads of time, stories unfurl
Embroidered tales, stitch by stitch
In the fabric of history, neatly sewn

In the quiet night,
Whispers of a distant world,
Softly call my name,
Through the fabric of the stars,
Hope dances in silken threads.

Treasured moments
A bond that knows no bounds
Sharing laughter, tears, and dreams
Forever.

“You are the sum total of everything you’ve ever seen, heard, eaten, smelled, been told, forgot ― it’s all there. Everything influences each of us, and because of that, I try to make sure that my experiences are positive.” ― Maya Angelou

Bordered by walls, gated within,
Seeking to break free, to bravely begin.

A solitary road,
Footsteps echo in the night,
Craving company.

“Keep your face always toward the sunshine, and shadows will fall behind you.” – Walt Whitman

“Whether you think you can or think you can’t, you’re right.” – Henry Ford

“Never let success gets to your head and never let failure get to your heart.” —Drake

Richard the radiant rat,
Was quite dashing, imagine that!
From dawn until dusk,
He’d prance without fuss,
In his fancy and snug little hat.

A man with a heart of gold
Everyone who meets him, their hearts unfold
A smile that lights up the darkest room
With him around, there’s never any gloom
His determination, an inspiring sight
No challenge too big, he’ll take it on
With him by your side, you’ll never feel alone
His love for life, infectious and true
He’ll do anything for the people he knew
A friend to all, he’ll lend an ear
His advice, always sincere
So here’s to a man like no other
May his light continue to shine forever
In our hearts, he’ll always stay
A man in every single way.

Gentle whispers rise,
A beacon in the still night,
Hearts begin to soar.

In a blink, the world can shift, treasures fall like autumn’s drift.
What you held, both bright and near, can vanish, leaving silence clear.
The laughter fades, the echoes still, dreams dissolve against the will. Hands once full now grasp the air, reminding hearts of what’s not there.
Yet in the loss, a seed is sown, to teach the soul what can be grown.
For though the moment may be gone, its shadow lingers, carrying on.

“Don’t worry about failure; you only have to be right once.” —Drew Houston

What if,
the sun refused to rise,
And the moon decided not to set?
What if,
the stars fell from the skies,
And the oceans all dried up and left?
What if,
birds forgot to sing,
And flowers never bloomed again?
What if,
winter forgot to bring
Snowflakes gently falling, now and then?
What if,
love ceased to exist,
And kindness disappeared from sight?
What if,
hope could not persist,
And darkness banished all the light?
But even in these what if’s, true,
There’s strength in us and ways to cope.
For in our hearts, the answers brew,
And we’ll find our way through, with hope.