The nursery, once filled with hope and anticipation, now stands barren. Each night, the parents yearned to cradle their child, but fate had other plans. The crib, untouched by tiny hands, serves as a reminder of dreams unfulfilled. They find solace in whispered lullabies that fill the empty room, carrying their love to a place where dreams never fade.
About the Creator
Mark
Just got back to writing, and we got another paper load of poems inspired by Japanese art. Hi, I am Mark and you can read all you want. FOR FREE! (Stripe isn't available on Philippines T^T, but you can still provide your support by Paypal!)
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