In the quiet night, a heart whispers,
Shadows dance with a sorrowed grace,
Memories linger, love never withers,
An empty chair, a father’s place.
Stars above, they shine so bright,
Guiding souls through the darkest skies,
In dreams, he comes, a gentle light,
Wiping tears from our weary eyes.
The world turns, yet he stays near,
In every laugh, in every tear,
His voice echoes in the wind so clear,
A father’s love, forever dear.
Though he’s gone, his spirit remains,
In every dawn, in every rain,
Whispering softly, easing the pain,
Until we meet in Heaven’s plain.