In the quiet shadows where memories reside,
I hear your laughter, a whisper on the breeze,
Echoes of your presence, now a gentle guide,
In every silent moment, in the rustling trees.

Your touch lingers in the fading light,
A warmth that the cold cannot erase,
Though time may dim the colors bright,
In my heart, your love finds its place.

I walk the paths we once did tread,
Each step a reminder of what was shared,
Through tears and smiles, where dreams were led,
In the silence, your voice is bared.

Though the world may turn and seasons change,
The bond we held remains unbroken,
In every dawn, though rearranged,
Your spirit lives in words unspoken.