"Father Joy" who was a person who used to inspire a little girl indirectly and was a light in her life motivating her to grow..
He used to give her little gifts on her birthday when she used to look around for him in his cabin... For years, and later, one day on her birthday he was no more there in his cabin for someone else came in his place...
the feelings of the little girl on not having to see the person anymore whom she was used to the most and was inspired by the most are expressed as follows:

(Based on true event of the poetess)

In the heart of a child's innocent gaze,
Father Joy stood, a beacon ablaze.
In his cabin, a sanctuary of light,
Where dreams took flight, and fears took flight.

On her birthday, a whisper of delight,
For Father Joy's presence, a guiding light.
His words like gentle breezes, softly blown,
Nurtured her spirit, like seeds sown.

Gifts exchanged, not of mere trinkets small,
But wisdom and love, wrapped in his call.
She'd seek him out, in his cabin's embrace,
Finding solace in his warm embrace.

Years passed by, like fleeting streams,
Yet, in Father Joy, hope gleamed.
But on her day, a cruel twist of fate,
His cabin door closed, a silent state.

No more laughter, no more wise words,
Just echoes in halls, like distant birds.
For another now sat in his place,
But Father Joy's absence left an empty space.

Tears fell like raindrops, in silent plea,
For the loss of a guide, so dear to see.
Yet in her heart, his light would glow,
Guiding her still, as she learned to grow.

Though his cabin may stand now bare,
His spirit lingers, in the gentle air.
Father Joy, forever in her heart,
A guiding star, though they're apart.

-Scrystal
SInspirerSF10
© Shreya R. G. Kanade