In the quiet of dawn, memories softly gleam,
Shadows of the past, like a tender dream.
Whispering through the trees, in the morning light,
Echoes of our laughter, in the silent night.

The scent of rain, on a summer’s day,
Brings back the warmth, that seemed to slip away.
Faces of loved ones, in the twilight’s glow,
Moments we cherished, more than we could show.

Footprints on the sands, washed by the sea,
Stories of our lives, etched in eternity.
The touch of your hand, still lingers here,
In the heart’s deep chambers, forever near.

Though time moves forward, relentless and strong,
Our memories remain, where they belong.
In the whispers of yesterday, they softly reside,
Guiding us gently, like a faithful tide.