In the quiet corners of a world once bright,Where echoes linger, whispering in the night,The shadows dance with memories untold,Of a heart once warm, now growing cold.

The stars above, distant and forlorn,Reflect the longing of a soul that’s torn,In the tapestry of dreams, now frayed,Where the colors fade, leaving shades of gray.

Yet in this silence, a gentle breeze sighs,Carrying hopes of dawn through tearful eyes,The horizon waits with promises anew,To mend the cracks where the sorrow grew.

For loss, though deep, is a river wide,Carrying love through its eternal tide,And within its flow, we find the grace,To cherish the moments that time cannot erase.