In the silent room where shadows rest,
A gentle whisper lingers in the air,
A father’s voice, now laid to eternal sleep,
In memories, his warmth we still keep.

The echoes of laughter once filled these walls,
With stories told and dreams untold,
His guiding hand, now a fading light,
Yet in our hearts, his spirit shines bright.

Through the tears that softly fall like rain,
We find strength in the love he gave,
In every lesson and every embrace,
A legacy of kindness, time cannot erase.

Though his presence is now a distant star,
In every dawn, we feel his gentle gaze,
A father’s love, an endless embrace,
In every heartbeat, his memory stays.