In the Silence of His Absence: Reflections on Losing a Father

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In the quiet echoes of your gentle voice,
I find the shadows of a time once bright,
Where laughter danced in every room,
Now silence reigns through endless night.

Your guiding hand, once firm and strong,
Now a whisper in the wind’s soft song,
I seek your wisdom in the stars,
Yet find your presence feels so far.

Memories linger like morning mist,
Fading slowly, but never dismissed,
In dreams, you visit, a fleeting sight,
A fleeting glimpse in the heart’s twilight.

Though time moves on, relentless and fast,
Your love, eternal, forever will last,
In every heartbeat, in every tear,
Your spirit remains, ever near.

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