In the quiet corners of the evening’s embrace,
Your laughter lingers, a gentle trace.
Stars above, silent witnesses to our plight,
Guide my heart through the endless night.

Though you have journeyed beyond this plane,
Your spirit dances in the falling rain.
Each drop a memory, a tender refrain,
Echoes of love in the soft refrain.

Time weaves its tapestry, threads of gold,
Stories of warmth that never grow old.
In dreams, we meet where shadows unfold,
In whispered tales that the heart holds.

Though the world turns, and days drift by,
Your essence remains, like a lullaby.
In the gentle breeze, I hear your sigh,
A reminder that love will never die.