In the quiet of the night, shadows softly dance,
A gentle breeze carries whispers of her last goodbye.
The stars gather in solemn vigil, offering their light,
As the world holds its breath, mourning her serene flight.

Her laughter echoes in the chambers of memory’s hall,
Each note a reminder of the warmth she always gave.
Her gentle touch, a balm to our weary souls,
Now rests in the cradle of eternal peace and grace.

The sun rises, painting the sky with hues of gold,
Yet in our hearts, a tender void quietly unfolds.
Her love, a legacy, woven into the fabric of our days,
Lives on in every heartbeat, in every whispered prayer.

Though tears may fall, and sorrow may linger long,
Her spirit remains, a guiding light through life’s storm.
In dreams, she visits, with a smile soft and kind,
A mother’s love, eternal, never to be left behind.