In the quiet whispers of the night,Where shadows dance in fading light,I search for echoes of your voice,A brother lost, not by choice.The stars above, once brightly shone,Now dimmed by grief, I am alone,Yet in the wind, I hear your name,A gentle reminder, a flickering flame.Memories painted in hues of gold,Stories of laughter, tales untold,In dreams, your smile still lingers here,A beacon of hope, a cherished sphere.Though the world is vast and wide,Your absence leaves a hollow tide,But in my heart, you live anew,Forever a brother, forever true.