In the quiet whispers of the night,
I hear your laughter, soft and bright.
Stars above seem to know the tales,
Of dreams shared through gentle gales.

Your voice carried on the wind’s embrace,
Filling the void, leaving not a trace.
Memories dance in the moonlit glow,
Of times once cherished, long ago.

The world holds shadows of your grace,
In every corner, every space.
A gentle spirit, now set free,
Yet forever part of me.

In the silence, your presence lingers,
A touch felt through time’s fingers.
Though you walk a distant shore,
In my heart, you’ll ever soar.