A Father’s Final Whisper: A Journey Through Grief and Memory

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In the quiet of the night, I hear your voice,
A whisper carried on the winds of time.
Your laughter echoes in my heart,
A melody that once was mine.

The days go on, the seasons change,
Yet your presence lingers, softly near.
In every corner of my world,
I feel your spirit, ever dear.

The stars above, they shine so bright,
Reminding me of your guiding light.
Though you have gone, you’re never far,
You are my night, my eternal star.

In dreams, we speak, we laugh, we cry,
A bond that death can never sever.
For in my heart, you’ll always stay,
My father, my guide, my love forever.

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