Murmurs of the forgotten,
In shadows they reside.
Where echoes of memories,
In silence, softly hide.

Through the veil of sorrow,
Whispers find their way,
To touch the hearts in mourning,
With words we cannot say.

In dreams they come to visit,
In the stillness of the night,
Offering solace gently,
In the absence of the light.

While time may heal the surface,
Beneath, the heart still yearns,
For the presence of those absent,
Whose return it silently learns.

This poem reflects on the quiet, enduring presence of lost loved ones, whose memory continues to touch the hearts of those left behind, offering solace amidst sorrow.