Whispers of the Soul

Lost Loved One's

Echoes of Your Voice

In the quiet corners of my mind,
Your laughter lingers, sweet and kind.
A melody woven through time and space,
Each note a memory, each word a trace.

I hear you whisper in the morning light,
A gentle reminder, soft as the night.
Your stories flow like a river's song,
Carving through silence, where you still belong.

The echo of your voice, a haunting refrain,
Calls me to moments where joy mingles with pain.
In crowded rooms, I search for your face,
Yet find only shadows, an empty embrace.

You spoke of dreams, of love, and of hope,
Your words like anchors, helping me cope.
Each syllable dances upon the breeze,
Carrying whispers that put my heart at ease.

When storms of sorrow cloud my days,
I hear you guiding me through the haze.
Your counsel rings true, a compass of light,
Illuminating pathways that once felt contrite.

In the rustle of leaves or the call of a bird,
I find your essence in each gentle word.
The world may have changed, but your voice remains,
A soothing balm for my heart's tender pains.

Though time may wither the things that we see,
The echoes of you forever will be.
In dreams, I visit the places we shared,
And in those moments, I know you still cared.

So I cherish the echoes, both soft and profound,
In the tapestry of life, your love is the sound.
With each whispered memory, you continue to thrive,
In the echoes of your voice, you're forever alive.