In the silent embrace of dawn’s gentle light,
A father’s soul takes flight beyond the veil,
Leaving behind whispers of stories untold,
In hearts where his love eternally prevails.
Through the rustling leaves, his laughter lingers,
A melody of warmth in the wind’s soft sigh,
Memories woven with threads of golden time,
Etched in the tapestry of a tear-streaked sky.
The echoes of his wisdom guide our way,
Like constellations in the nightâs vast sea,
His silent strength a beacon through the storm,
In every shadow, his presence we still see.
Though the world feels dimmer in his absence,
His legacy shines, a light that never fades,
In every heartbeat, a gentle reminder,
Of a father’s love that eternally invades.