In the soft whisper of the evening breeze,
I feel the void where you once stood.
A daughter’s heart, now filled with pleas,
For a time when all was understood.
Your laughter echoed through the halls,
Now silence fills the empty space.
Memories hang on the walls,
A father’s love, a warm embrace.
The days grow long, the nights so cold,
Without your guiding hand in mine.
Stories of you, in whispers told,
A distant star that used to shine.
Though you’ve gone, your spirit stays,
In every step, in every tear.
A daughterâs love forever sways,
In the hope you’ll always be near.