In the tender bloom of youth, a life so bright,
Dreams woven with threads of golden light.
Yet fate’s cruel hand, with shadows it brings,
To silence the song a young heart sings.

The world so vast, with paths unexplored,
Adventures and tales forever stored.
But time, a thief with no remorse,
Steals away the journey’s course.

Love that blossomed in the spring,
Leaves behind an echo, a lasting ring.
Memories etched in hearts that ache,
For a presence that fate did take.

A whisper in the wind, a gentle sigh,
A soul ascends to the endless sky.
Though young in years, forever in hearts,
A spirit lives on, never to part.