In the quiet of the night, her breath ceased to dance,
Leaving a silence that echoes in every glance.
Stars weep softly, their light dimmed and gray,
As memories of her love gently fade away.

Her laughter lingers in the corners of our hearts,
A melody of warmth that never departs.
Each whisper of the wind carries her name,
A gentle reminder that nothing remains the same.

The world feels heavier, yet tender as a sigh,
As we hold onto moments that never say goodbye.
In every tear, a story of her grace unfolds,
In her absence, a new strength silently molds.

Though her hands are no longer here to hold,
Her spirit guides us, courageous and bold.
In dreams, she visits with comforting light,
A mother’s love, eternal, never out of sight.