The roses hush, the stars look down,
They weave your name into a crown.
Each petal folds, each whisper stays,
To honor you in endless ways.

The stones once worn now shine anew,
They glow because they rest with you.
Though years have carved their heavy trace,
Your presence fills each empty space.

The roses hush, the breezes hide,
They carry light on every side.
The world grows still, the sky bends low,
To keep the flame your soul lets show.