In the quiet room where shadows fall,
A whispered tale of love stands tall.
His eyes, once bright, now softly close,
In gentle peace, his spirit flows.

Memories dance in the twilight air,
Of laughter shared and tender care.
His wisdom, like a guiding star,
Will light the path from near to far.

The echoes of his gentle voice,
In silence now, they make their choice.
To linger in the hearts that weep,
A legacy of love to keep.

In every tear a story lives,
In every heart, a love that gives.
Though his presence fades away,
In our souls, he’ll forever stay.