In the stillness of the night, I hear your whisper,
A gentle breeze that rustles through the trees,
Your laughter echoes softly, a faint reminder,
Of cherished moments lost to time’s cruel seas.

The stars above, they weep in silent sorrow,
For one who shone so brightly in their sphere,
Their light, a tender beacon for tomorrow,
Guiding hearts that ache with love sincere.

Amidst the shadows, memories entwine,
Threads of joy and pain, a tapestry sewn,
In every tear, your spirit does align,
With love eternal, though your form has flown.

Yet in the garden of my heart, you bloom,
A radiant flower in the midst of night,
Your essence lingers, dispelling gloom,
A beacon of hope, in the absence of light.