Whispers of Time
In the quiet hour when shadows play,
Soft light spills gently, chasing night away.
A tapestry woven from moments spun,
Each thread a memory, each breath, a sun.
The echoes of laughter dance on the breeze,
Amongst the tall grass and the whispering trees.
In petals unfurling under skies of blue,
Love’s tender secrets find their way to you.
Each glance a promise, each touch a song,
We wander together, where hearts belong.
With hands entwined beneath the silver moon,
Our spirits entwined, as we hum life’s tune.
So let us savor this ephemeral flight,
In the embrace of the day, in the stillness of night.
For time is a river, ever flowing and free,
Yet in your heart’s depths, I am anchored, you see.
As we navigate the currents of life, let us remember that even in loss, love remains an eternal companion. The bonds we forge echo through time, urging us to cherish each moment shared, for every goodbye holds the promise of a reunion in the heart’s memory.
Soft light spills gently, chasing night away.
A tapestry woven from moments spun,
Each thread a memory, each breath, a sun.
The echoes of laughter dance on the breeze,
Amongst the tall grass and the whispering trees.
In petals unfurling under skies of blue,
Love’s tender secrets find their way to you.
Each glance a promise, each touch a song,
We wander together, where hearts belong.
With hands entwined beneath the silver moon,
Our spirits entwined, as we hum life’s tune.
So let us savor this ephemeral flight,
In the embrace of the day, in the stillness of night.
For time is a river, ever flowing and free,
Yet in your heart’s depths, I am anchored, you see.
- Topic: Poems about Death
- Message:This poem reflects on the profound connection between love and loss, encouraging readers to cherish memories of those who have departed while recognizing that their essence continues to live within us.
- Emotions evoked: nostalgia, sorrow, warmth, reflection