In the quiet shadow of the fading light,The gentle whisper of lifeâs last breath,Wraps the soul in its tender embrace,Guiding us softly through the veil of death.
The stars above, they softly weep,For the journey that we all must take,A fleeting moment where time stands still,In the silence, our hearts gently ache.
Memories dance in the twilight glow,Echoes of laughter, whispers of tears,A tapestry woven with threads of gold,As we bid farewell to our fleeting years.
Yet in the darkness, a spark remains,Of love eternal, a light to guide,In deathâs embrace, we find our peace,And in the heart, we forever abide.