The Light That Stays

The river carries whispers near,
your laughter’s echo still so clear.
Though time has flown, love does not fade,
it shines in every step we’ve made.

The heart still breaks, yet learns to mend,
remembering where the threads extend.
Your presence lingers, warm and true,
a part of us, in all we do.

A year has passed, yet you remain,
woven through joy, through tears, through pain.
The calendar may mark the days,
but love is timeless in its ways.

Your voice returns in quiet streams,
in softened prayers and fleeting dreams.
A gentle sign, a subtle call,
reminds us you’re not gone at all.

We walk the line of loss and light,
you guide us still through every night.
Beyond the veil, your soul flies free,
yet stays beside our family.

Your memory glows, a steady flame,
each story keeps alive your name.
In every spark, in every sigh,
your spirit lifts, it does not die.

We gather close, our hearts entwined,
to honor you, in love defined.
Though grief remains, hope never dies,
for love still whispers: Together we rise.