In the stillness of the night, their presence lingers,
Whispers of memories softly echoing in the shadows,
Gone but never forgotten, their essence remains,
A tapestry of moments woven into the fabric of our hearts.

Their laughter dances in the wind,
Their smile etched in the corners of our minds,
Their love a gentle embrace that never fades,
A beacon of light guiding us through the darkest days.

Though time may pass and seasons change,
Their spirit lives on in every sunrise,
In the songs of birds and the rustling of leaves,
A silent symphony of remembrance that never dies.

Gone but never forgotten, they walk beside us,
In the quiet moments of reflection,
In the depths of our dreams and the warmth of our tears,
Their legacy of love and light forever near.

So let us carry them in our hearts,
Treasure the moments we shared,
For though they may be gone from sight,
Their presence will always be felt, shining bright.
© w.Castleman

in memory of misty