In the quiet dawn, shadows softly lay,
A father’s footsteps, fading far away.
Promises whispered to the morning mist,
Leaving behind dreams once gently kissed.
The silent house, where echoes softly weep,
Memories linger, in the corners they creep.
A daughter’s heart, tender with the ache,
Of a love untold, and bonds that break.
Through the years, the emptiness remains,
A silent wish for the past’s gentle rains.
In every star, she seeks his guiding light,
Hoping to find solace in the night.
Yet strength emerges from the silent tears,
A father’s lessons, whispered through the years.
In her heart, he lives, a steady flame,
A silent promise, love’s eternal claim.