In the silence of the midnight hour,
I hear your voice, a gentle power.
Whispers carried by the evening breeze,
Your presence felt with such ease.

Shadows dance upon the walls,
Echoes of your laughter in the halls.
Memories linger in the twilight’s glow,
A love that time cannot bestow.

As stars adorn the velvet sky,
I feel your spirit passing by.
In dreams, we meet and softly speak,
Your touch, a comfort that I seek.

Though you are gone, you’re never far,
A guiding light, my northern star.
In every breath, in every sigh,
Your love remains, it cannot die.