In shadowed halls where echoes rest,
The whispers speak of days gone by,
A heart once full now seeks reprieve,
In silent tears beneath the sky.

Through tangled paths of memories,
The laughter fades, a distant song,
Yet in the quiet of the night,
Their spirit lingers, ever strong.

In every tear a story told,
Of love once shared, now lost to time,
Yet in the depths of aching heart,
A gentle warmth begins to climb.

For though the shadows linger still,
A light of love will guide the way,
Through grief and loss, a path unfolds,
To dawn of hope, a brighter day.