In the quiet whispers of the night,
Memories come to life, so bright.
Faces and places, long gone by,
Dance in shadows, under the sky.
The scent of rain on sunlit days,
Laughter in the golden rays.
Echoes of voices, gentle and kind,
Reside forever in the mind.
Time may fade, but not erase,
The touch of love, the warm embrace.
Moments cherished, never lost,
Worth more than gold, at any cost.
As we walk through life’s winding lane,
We carry memories, joy and pain.
A tapestry of days gone by,
Threads of love that never die.