In twilight’s gentle embrace we grieve,
Soft whispers of those who leave,
Their absence a shadow, a silent plea,
In the silent night, their spirits free.

Beneath the stars, memories gleam,
Echoes of laughter, like a distant dream,
In the stillness, we find our tears,
Mourning the loss through the years.

The wind carries tales of yore,
Of souls now gone, forevermore,
Yet in our hearts, they find a place,
A timeless bond, an endless grace.

Though the dawn may break anew,
Shadows linger, as morning dew,
In our sorrow, we find the light,
Embracing love, through the darkest night.