Morning Chronicle

In tranquil repose, they sit entwined in thought, Under verdant canopies, where sunlight is caught. The morning's news, a shared delight, As they peruse the pages, in gentle morning light. The man's wise eyes, a tale of years gone by, The woman's grace, a beauty that catches the eye. Together they sit, in harmony and peace, Their bond strengthened, in the quiet release. The newspaper, a window to the world's stage, A backdrop for their love, in this serene age. The artist's brush, a masterful stroke of light, Captures the moment, in the stillness of the night. In this quiet scene, we find our peaceful nest, A moment's beauty, forever at rest.