In the garden of memories, where shadows play,
We danced with laughter, hearts pure and gay.
Time, an artist, painted days so bright,
Until the dusk whispered the coming night.

Hand in hand, we faced the twilight’s call,
Knowing well, one day, the veil would fall.
Yet, in each moment, love’s light did shine,
Binding souls in a friendship divine.

Death, a visitor, with gentle grace,
Came to part us, yet left no trace,
For in the echoes of your laughter’s sound,
I find your spirit, forever bound.

Though you rest in the silent earth below,
Our bond transcends the mortal flow.
In dreams and whispers, you are near,
A friendship eternal, beyond all fear.