One Way Life

In quiet corners where time stands still,

A sanctuary whispers through shadows.

Dreams once vibrant, now softly glow,

A child’s laughter, in twilight’s hold.

A bike ride through the campo green,

Under starry skies, where hopes convene.

Grandparents’ home, a haven pure,

Joyful echoes, hearts secure.

Family ties that slowly frayed,

As loved ones sought distant ways.

A mother’s strength, a guiding light,

Through all the storms, through every night.

Heartbreak’s sting, love’s cruel game,

Creativity sparked by sorrow’s flame.

Songs penned on a bedroom floor,

Innocence lost, but longing for more.

A crow’s call in the silent night,

Guides through darkness, reveals the light.

Feathers black, a beacon bright,

Leading where dreams take flight.

In a vault where memories keep,

Fragments of a past asleep.

Hidden gems in shadows deep,

Waiting for a soul to seek.

A child within, eyes wide with gleam,

Sees the world as a grand scheme.

Curiosity, a boundless stream,

In a vault where time redeems.

Amidst the vines and ancient stone,

The child’s spirit, not alone.

Touched by stars, in crystal dome,

In this vault, he finds his home.

Silent watchers, statues wise,

Guard the light in midnight skies.

Flowers bloom where shadows rise,

In a vault where hope never dies.

This child’s essence, pure and bright,

Transcends the shadows, claims the light.

In whispered tales, his story’s flight,

A journey of enduring might.