In days of yore, when shadows fell,
And hearts did mourn, where tales do tell,
Of tender souls, like morning dew,
Lost to time, in the silent blue.

In fields where laughter once did bloom,
Echoes linger, in empty rooms,
Tiny footsteps, a fleeting grace,
Now whispers soft in time's embrace.

Oh, mothers weep, with tear-stained eyes,
For babes who danced 'neath azure skies,
Taken swiftly by cruel hands,
To distant shores of unknown lands.

Fathers strong, yet hearts now frail,
Their dreams adrift, in sorrow's veil,
In candlelight, their prayers ascend,
For futures lost, they cannot mend.

Yet in the hush of twilight's gleam,
Their spirits dance, in endless dream,
Forever young, forever free,
In realms where love is destiny.

So let us cherish, hearts entwined,
Those who left this world behind,
Their legacy, a timeless art,
Etched in love, within each heart.