In days of yore, when shadows fell,And hearts did mourn, where tales do tell,Of tender souls, like morning dew,Lost to time, in the silent blue.In fields where laughter once did bloom,Echoes linger, in empty rooms,Tiny footsteps, a fleeting grace,Now whispers soft in time's embrace.Oh, mothers weep, with tear-stained eyes,For babes who danced 'neath azure skies,Taken … Continue reading Whispers of the Lost.