In the quiet dusk, we whisper and part, Farewell, dear Laura, with a tender heart. The echoes linger, soft as night's embrace, Trust in God to guide with endless grace. Though paths diverge, and moments fleet, In dreams we'll gather, once more to meet. The dawn will break, with skies anew, Till then, my friend, I hold faith true. Beneath the stars, we find our place, In trust, in hope, in God's own lace. With courage proud, we say goodbye, Till soon, dear Laura, with love, we'll fly.