In whispers of the winds that softly call,
We trace the steps of those who walked before,
Their dreams like stars that guide us through the night,
A legacy of hope that opens doors.

Beneath the ancient trees, their stories lie,
In roots that intertwine with earth and sky,
Each leaf a tale of courage, love, and grace,
A tapestry of life that can’t deny.

In every heart, a song begins anew,
A melody of past and future’s blend,
The echoes of their laughter, joys, and tears,
A symphony that time can never end.

So as we walk this path they paved with care,
We carry forth their light, their dreams, their flame,
A legacy of love and endless hope,
In every heart, we write their timeless name.