
In this quiet, hushed garden where shadows play,
Lies a tale of a dawn, too swift in its flight.
A spirit, like a star, that shone so bright,
Whose whispers in the breeze seem to say:
“Though my journey was brief, in hearts I stay,
In each giggling stream, in soft moonlit night.
In dreams, I dance, in the pale twilight,
Guiding you with love’s undying ray.”

Do not weep for the time that could not be,
For in every laugh, in each tear that falls,
I am there, in the wind, the earth, the sea.
In your memories, I wander hallowed halls.
So, when you feel lost, just remember me,
As a whisper in the breeze, love’s eternal calls.





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