In the quiet moments, beneath the sky's vast dome,

We inscribe our love, close to home.

With gentle words, a tender touch,

We say "I love you," oh, so much.

To those we cherish, our life's sweet song,

A bond unspoken, yet ever strong.

When they depart, leave us behind,

It's love they'll recall, love that's kind.

My mother's smile, her knowing gaze,

Felt my love's warmth, through all our days.

In her journey's end, she knew no fear,

For our love's melody, she held near.

This gift of love, so rich, so free,

Brings light to shadows, lets us see.

Through pain and loss, it's love that stays,

A solace in our darkest days.

We're not remembered for the words we say,

But how we love, day by day.

For in the end, it's love's soft trace,

That leaves its mark, an eternal grace.