The old house stands quiet now, a ghost in every room I walk these halls, a hollow sound, consumed by the gathering gloom I remember laughter, vibrant and clear, from a time not so long ago When your hand was steady, banishing fear, and our love was a vibrant glow We were young and fearless, building a dream, with nothing but hope and grace Working together, a dedicated team, to find our children their rightful place.
We toiled and struggled, side by side, through every sun and rain For their bright futures, our hearts' true guide, enduring every pain From scraped knees to school day woes, we mended and we taught Watched them blossom, as everyone knows, the battles we bravely fought. You were their hero, their guiding light, a tower of strength, so true Now darkness falls, in the dead of night, and all I have are memories of you.
This is my dedication, from a father's loving soul, To the hearts I leave behind, to make your spirits whole. My strength is in your courage, my peace in your embrace, Live on, my darlings, with kindness and with grace.
January 30th, 2026, the day the music died You left without a single word, nowhere left to hide Five children, bewildered and lost, my heart in despair The silence screams of the terrible cost, an empty chair, a vacant stare.
Though my voice is silent, and my presence is gone, My love for you, my family, forever carries on. From realms unseen, I watch you, my precious, treasured five, And my dearest wife, my anchor, helping our dreams survive. Remember the laughter, the battles we faced as one, Every sacrifice made, beneath the rising sun.
My children, oh my children, grow strong and reach for the sky, Embrace each lesson, learn to soar, let no dream pass you by. Your mother, a beacon of light, through every storm and fear, Cherish her wisdom, hold her tight, and keep her ever near. I remember every milestone, every triumph, every fall, My pride in you, unending, standing strong and standing tall.
How can I face the coming dawn, with your presence no longer here? Each sunrise a reminder you're gone, each sunset a whispered tear. The echoes of your footsteps fade, in this house that once felt whole A love story tragically unmade, leaving an unfillable hole.
Though grief may cast its shadow, and sorrow may reside, Know that my love surrounds you, a comforting, gentle tide. I'll be in the sunrise, the whisper of the breeze, In every moment of joy, and every memory that appeases.
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