Whisper of Her Love The room feels quieter, the air stands still, An empty chair where warmth would fill. The echoes of her laughter now softly fade, A shadow of joy that time can't invade. Her touch, her voice, her gentle gaze, Memories etched in love's tender haze. Though her hands no longer rest in yours, Her love lingers, it endures. The seasons may turn, the days may wane, Yet through the silence, she'll remain. In the rustle of leaves, the song of a bird, In quiet moments, her voice is heard. Grief weighs heavy, a storm to bear, But love transcends, it's always there. In your heart's deep chambers, she still resides, A light that through the darkness guides. Take solace, dear man, though she's apart, Her essence lives within your heart. For love like hers is never lost, It blooms eternal, no matter the cost. Thinking of you Duncan and Craig, along with all family members. I never met Jean but hearing how Duncan spoke about her and seeing the type of guy Craig is shows me what am amazing person she must have been xx