In the quiet room where whispers fade,Soft echoes of love remain,The gentle touch of time’s embrace,A soul departs without pain.
Amidst the twilight’s tender glow,Memories dance like gentle rain,In every breath, a story told,Of love that conquered every strain.
The stars align in silent grace,Guiding the journey home,A peaceful sigh, a final glance,As angels call, “You’re not alone.”
In hearts that mourn, yet celebrate,The beauty of a life well-spent,We find solace in the gentle passing,Of a loved one, heaven-sent.