In the quiet dawn, where shadows softly play,
I seek the whispers of yesterday’s gentle grace.
His laughter lingers like a warm embrace,
Yet in the silence, I find memories swaying.

Beneath the stars, his stories softly unfold,
In every breeze, his wisdom gently speaks.
Though time moves on, his love forever holds,
Guiding my heart through life’s winding peaks.

The world feels vast without his guiding light,
Yet in the echoes, his spirit softly stays.
Within my soul, his dreams ignite,
Lighting paths in the darkest of days.

Though he walks now on distant shores,
His presence lingers in the morning’s glow.
In every heartbeat, his legacy endures,
A father’s love that forever flows.