In the shadow of the evening’s sigh,
Where whispers of sorrow softly lie,
A heart once broken, now seeks grace,
To mend the cracks, to find its place.

Beneath the weight of teardrop rain,
The soul begins to feel again,
Through nights of grief and endless woe,
A spark of hope begins to grow.

As dawn breaks through the darkest night,
Embracing warmth, a gentle light,
The wounds of yesteryears start to heal,
Teaching the heart once more to feel.

So let the journey softly tread,
Through memories of love and dread,
For in the end, the heart will find,
Peace and solace intertwined.