In the silent echoes of the night,
Where shadows linger, soft and deep,
Grief walks gently, in veils of light,
Through dreams where memories sleep.

A heart once whole now softly weeps,
In the quiet chambers of its core,
For love that time no longer keeps,
Yet whispers, yearning forevermore.

Each tear a testament to bonds unbroken,
Silent vows beneath the moon’s tender gaze,
In the language of pain, unspoken,
Grief writes its song in endless praise.

Through the corridors of the soul’s embrace,
Where shadows and light in dance entwine,
Grief finds its place, a solemn grace,
In the gentle art of saying goodbye.