In the twilight of life’s fleeting day,
Friends gather close, come what may.
Through laughter, tears, and silent prayer,
Their spirits bond, beyond compare.

As the shadows grow and night descends,
Death whispers softly, yet love transcends.
Memories linger, hearts entwine,
In the sacred space where souls align.

Though one departs, they are not gone,
For in each heart, their light lives on.
In dreams, in thoughts, and quiet sighs,
Friendship’s echo never dies.

So, as we face the final breath,
Hand in hand, we conquer death.
For love’s true strength will always show,
Through the bonds that forever grow.