In the quiet of dawn, you slipped away,
Leaving behind whispers of yesterday,
The echoes of laughter now ghosts in the air,
A daughter’s heart, burdened with despair.

Your footsteps, once strong, now fade into night,
Taking with them the warmth of your light,
I search in the shadows for traces of you,
But find only memories, tender and true.

The stars above, silent witnesses to my grief,
Each one a reminder of stolen belief,
That fathers stay, through storm and through fire,
Yet you left, quelling my heart’s desire.

In dreams, I hold you, just for a while,
Wishing to bask in the glow of your smile,
But morning breaks, and reality calls,
A father’s love, lost to time’s cruel thralls.