In the quiet of the night, I hear your whisper,
A gentle echo that dances through the air,
Though the stars have taken you afar,
Your memory lingers, a tender repair.

The days unfold in a tender ache,
Each moment a reminder of what’s lost,
But in the shadows, hope dares to awake,
Carrying the warmth of the love you embossed.

I walk through fields of yesterday’s dreams,
Where laughter once played like a gentle breeze,
Now silent whispers in moonlit beams,
Guide me through this sorrow with ease.

Time, the healer, walks by my side,
Though the heart aches, it learns to mend,
In every tear, love will abide,
Until we meet at the journey’s end.