"Dreams of Beloved Shadows"

In the quiet realm of dreams, we find a sacred space,

Where lost loved ones visit, a tender, warm embrace.

In slumber's gentle cradle, we seek their loving face,

A precious, cherished solace, in that tranquil, starry place.

They come to us in memories, in whispers of their grace,

Guiding us through life's journey, at our own unique pace.

Their love becomes a lighthouse, in the darkness, a glowing trace,

A beacon in the night, when we yearn to see their trace.

In the tapestry of dreams, their spirits leave a trace,

A reminder of the bond we shared, their love we still embrace.

Though time may keep them from us, in dreams, we find their place,

A bridge between this world and the next, where love we still retrace.