In the quiet whisper of the evening breeze,
Lies the echo of a soul’s gentle release.
The stars weep softly in the velvet sky,
As night enfolds the earth with a silent sigh.

Beneath the moon’s pale and solemn light,
Memories dance in the stillness of night.
Voices once heard, now fade like mist,
In the embrace of shadows, they quietly exist.

The river of time flows with gentle grace,
Yet cannot erase the lines on a beloved face.
In dreams, they linger, tender and true,
In every heartbeat, whispers of you.

Now the dawn breaks with a tender glow,
Carrying whispers of love the heart will know.
In the mourning silence, hope finds its way,
For in the heart, their light will always stay.