In the quiet moments when shadows fall,
I feel your presence, though youâre gone.
The echoes of your laughter, a distant call,
A reminder of the love that once shone.
The days grow longer, the nights more cold,
Without your warmth, my heart feels bare.
In dreams, your stories once again are told,
A fleeting comfort in my deep despair.
The world keeps turning, time marches on,
Yet I am stuck in memories of you.
Each sunset, a reminder youâre long gone,
Each dawn, a chance to feel anew.
Though youâve departed, your spirit stays,
In every star, in every breeze.
Through tear-streaked nights and sunlit days,
I find you in the whispering trees.