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In the stillness of night, where the soft echoes flow, And the nightingale sings with a voice faint and low, While the dogs in the distance keep barking in streams, Yet the world lies asleep in the hush of its dreams. There’s a rustle of leaves and the whispering tide, As the waters move gently, they weave as they glide. There is nobody, not a shadow to see— Only you, only me, where the silence runs free. How your shoulder feels warm, how your hand finds its place, As the clo

Branded at the edges by quiet, sorrowed instants, A paradise of dampness, clouds, and rain, My beloved city — through your fleeting gleams and dimness You weave your spell and gently fool the sane.   For strangers, you are capitals and mirrors: Palmyra, Venice — Northern, yet the same. Imperial, aloof, the fortress seems, If one won’t look past iron lace and frame.   For me — you breathe. Capricious and possessive, Proud in your bearing, distant, hard to tame. You guard your

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Seeing Through the Eyes of a Child | One of the most powerful shifts a parent can make is learning to see the world through the eyes of their child. Children do not think, process, or react the way adults do, and when we expect them to, we often miss what they truly need in the moment. Meeting a child at their level means slowing down, listening differently, and responding with greater empathy, patience, and understanding. In Parenting ROI, Nadia Granski explores how this sim