In the quiet corners of my mind, they linger,
Shadows of moments, long past and tender,
Each whisper of laughter, a gentle finger,
Tracing the lines of a love remembered.

Through the mist of time, I see your face,
A fleeting vision, in a distant place,
Your smile, the light in a darkened space,
A beacon of hope, no storm could erase.

The scent of rain on summer’s eve,
Memories woven in the fabric we weave,
Each thread a story, a tale to believe,
In the heart’s deep chambers, they never leave.

Though years may pass and skies may change,
The essence of you, will always remain,
In every sunset and in every rain,
Echoes of yesteryear’s gentle refrain.