In the silence of the twilight’s embrace,
Shadows dance, a solemn, quiet place.
Stars flicker like memories in the sky,
As we ponder the reasons why.

The autumn leaves fall gently to the ground,
Each one a story, a soul unbound.
The wind carries whispers of love and fear,
Echoes of those who once were here.

Time flows like a river, ever so swift,
Carrying us onward, a perpetual drift.
Moments slip through our fingers like sand,
As we journey towards an unknown land.

Yet in the end, when darkness surrounds,
Peace is found in the quietest of sounds.
For death is but a doorway to the beyond,
Where love and memory forever bond.