In the quiet corners of our home,Where laughter once danced and stories roamed,The echoes of our past softly play,In heartbeats and breaths that never stray.Photographs lined upon the wall,Each frame a chapter, a time we recall,Smiles and tears etched in every face,A tapestry woven with love and grace.Voices linger in the gentle breeze,Grandma’s lullabies, the rustling trees,Carving moments in the sands of time,In melodies that forever chime.As years unfold, memories remain,A cherished bond, a timeless chain,In the heart’s embrace, they softly dwell,Whispering tales we know so well.