the first light spills over the horizon
brushing the world awake
shadows retreat
and the air stirs with a quiet hum
as if the earth itself
is stretching into the day
in the soft glow
everything seems possible
and for a moment
time itself holds its breath
you were a season of light
in my days
a beautiful interlude
where everything seemed to pause
in its perfect place
the world felt softer with you
each moment brighter
like we were two notes
in a song
that only we could hear
and though time moves on
I will always carry the warmth of you
my most beautiful chapter
Hey everyone! Happy Sunday. I hope you all had a wonderful day. I’d love to hear how your day has been. I’ve been doing some things around the house, laundry, and lots of blogging. Here is a picture of me just before baking some homemade bread!
Anyway, I just wanted to say hi and wish you all a wonderful week ahead! May good things come your way, and remember to make the most of every moment.
Much love,
Jennifer
a steady rhythm
of black and white
each stark and silent
whispered tales of contrast
light against dark
empty against full
together they shaped a boundary
yet held glimpses of something beyond
in their beautiful simplicity
the wall bore the weight of unity
a monochrome harmony in quiet
unbroken lines
time is a silent thief
slipping through unnoticed cracks
it steals moments before we realize their worth
turning laughter into echoes
and memories into shadows
we grasp at its passing
but it slips like sand through fingers
leaving behind only the ghost of what was
what once seemed endless
is now a faint whisper
reminding us that nothing stays
and time takes everything
I hear the whispering
of your name
in my chest
intertwined with the beating
of my heart
where the fragility
of a second
feels like a lifetime
and in one single moment
I feel the entirety
of your love
where we are unbound
by gravity
the past lingers like shards of glass
cutting where memories are still tender
broken shadows gather in corners
slipping between moments like ghosts
each step forward tugs at hidden wounds
where echoes of voices
whisper in the stillness
it is a quiet ache
a reminder that what was shattered
cannot be pieced back
it remains a haunting within
stitched to the bones
fading but never truly gone
the sky blushed softly
a quiet symphony of beautiful hues
spreading over the horizon
shadows melted
as the first light touched the earth
each ray reached out like fingers
unfurling colors in layers
while the world stirred
bathed in the glow of a new beginning
the night settles
draping everything in quiet shadows
stars breathe softly
scattered across the dark
the world holds its breath
as if the universe itself were listening
and while time stretches
gentle and unbroken
silence unfurls
cradling the world in a calm
one that feels like it could last a lifetime
The Creative Chic 