In the quiet whisper of the night,
Shadows of sorrow take their flight,
Through the veil of silent tears,
We mourn the passage of the years.

Beneath the stars, so cold and bright,
Memories linger in the fading light,
Echoes of laughter, now distant and faint,
In our hearts, we paint an endless plaint.

The world grows dim, the colors fade,
As the soul walks through the glade,
Leaving behind a trail of love,
Ascending to the skies above.

Though the pain is deep and raw,
We find solace in nature’s law,
For in the end, we all must part,
Yet love remains within our heart.