Beneath the weight of silent tears,
A heart once whole, now softly broken,
In the quiet echoes of passing years,
A tender hope remains unspoken.

In the shadows where sorrow lingers,
A gentle light begins to weave,
Through whispers of the heart’s own singers,
A tapestry of dreams to believe.

Healing comes on wings of time,
In gentle waves, it softly flows,
Embracing wounds with rhythms of rhyme,
A garden of peace where love still grows.

From the ashes of grief, we rise anew,
With memories cherished, never far,
In the dance of life, our spirits renew,
Guided by the light of a healing star.