In the garden where memories bloom,
Your laughter dances with the breeze,
Each petal a story woven in time,
A tapestry of love and gentle ease.

Your voice, a melody in the night,
Echoes softly in the chambers of my heart,
Whispering dreams of yesterday’s light,
In shadows where we never part.

As twilight falls, the stars recall,
The moments woven in life’s tender thread,
In silence, your spirit calls,
A presence felt, though words unsaid.

In the cycle of life and gentle death,
I find you in the whisper of the trees,
Your essence lingers, beyond the breath,
In eternal peace, the soul finds ease.