In the quiet dawn, where shadows softly play,
A father’s whisper fades in the morning light,
His promises like echoes drift away,
Leaving a daughter’s heart, once warm and bright.

The days stretch long, and time begins to weave,
Memories of laughter, now whispers in the breeze,
In dreams, she hears the words he used to leave,
Yet wakes to find the silence never flees.

Her eyes search skies where once he held her hand,
In constellations, she traces paths unknown,
A father’s love, a bond she’ll understand,
Even in absence, she’ll never be alone.

Through tears and strength, she learns to stand anew,
A journey forged in shadows, yet filled with grace,
For in her heart, his love will see her through,
And guide her steps along life’s endless race.