Whispers in the Wind: Memories of a Father’s Love

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In the quiet of the night, I hear your voice,
A whisper carried on the gentle breeze,
Your laughter echoes in the silent noise,
A memory that time will never seize.

Your footsteps linger in the halls of home,
A reminder of the love you freely gave,
Though now I face the path alone,
Your spirit guides me, strong and brave.

The stars above, they shine your light,
A beacon in my darkest hour,
In dreams you visit, pure and bright,
A presence felt, a steady power.

Though grief may weigh upon my heart,
Your legacy lives on in me,
In every breath, a brand new start,
Forever bound, eternally.

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