In the quiet of the evening’s shade,
Where whispers of the past reside,
I find the echo of your voice,
A gentle guide through the tide.

Your laughter once filled the air,
Now silence holds the space,
Yet in the shadows of my heart,
I feel your warm embrace.

The stars above seem dimmer now,
Without your guiding light,
Yet in their glow, I see your smile,
A beacon through the night.

Though time moves on, relentless and fast,
In memories, you remain,
A father’s love, an eternal bond,
In joy, in tears, and pain.