Fading Light

Once, there was light in every day, A tender glow that lit my way. Her presence wove the world with grace, A quiet joy in every space. But time moved on, and she was gone, The world still spins, but feels withdrawn. Each moment, heavy with the past, A fleeting joy that couldn’t last. The sun still rises, yet less bright, The sky is pale, devoid of light. Her laughter lingers in the breeze, But leaves behind a quiet freeze. The days drift by, the nights grow long, No longer filled with love’s sweet song. Her essence fades, her voice a sigh, And life, now whispers a soft goodbye.