In the quiet corners of the heart,Where echoes of laughter once resided,Now linger whispers of absence,A symphony of silent grief undivided.
The sun dips low behind the hills,As memories dance in fading light,Each tear a testament to love,A gentle reminder in the night.
Through the veil of time and space,We wander paths of sorrowâs embrace,Yet in the depth of the darkest hour,Hope flickers with a tender grace.
For every shadow cast by loss,There blooms a strength within the soul,A testament to the love we hold,Eternal, unbroken, and whole.