The night descends, a silent veil,
Stars above, indifferent and pale.
In the quiet of the house, a haunting trance,
Loneliness takes the lead, a solemn dance.

Beneath the roof, where echoes hide,
Memories of laughter, side by side.
The walls remember, they hold the past,
In the silence, the shadows are cast.

In the silence of an empty house,
Loneliness breathes, quiet as a mouse.
Echoes of laughter, now faded and thin,
Memories linger where life had once been.

Silence reigns, a hollow guest,
The heart's ache, it won't rest.
In the stillness, shadows stretch long,
Lonely nights sing their mournful song.

Tears fall, silent and bright,
Split the heart, defying the night.
The soul crackles, the mind responds,
Loneliness's grip, with an unbreakable bond.

In the quiet of the morning, you find yourself wandering back,
To a time when the world was simpler, and joy was easy to track.
You were just a child, with a heart full of wonder and glee,
In the serene woodland, where snowdrops and daffodils grew free.

The air was crisp, the sky a gentle blue,
As you picked the flowers, their petals kissed by dew.
Each bloom a token of love, pure and bright,
For your dear Mum, on that Mother's Day light.

Her smile, when you handed her the bouquet,
Was a memory that has never faded away.
She held the flowers close, her eyes shining with pride,
In that moment, all the world's troubles seemed to hide.

Now, you look back with a sigh,
Your Mum, so much older, often lets loneliness pass by.
Her days are filled with memories, some heavy with sorrow
But you hold onto the joy, the love, and hope for tomorrow

The woodland still whispers, with the echoes of the past,
Of a young boy's laughter, and a love built to last.
Though time has changed us all, and life's burdens have grown,
The purity of those moments, in your heart, is still known.

So, you sit by her side, and you cradle her hand
And talk of the snowdrops and daffodils, and a love that withstands.
For in those simple flowers, and the joy they would bring,
Lies a timeless bond, an eternal spring