In autumn's gentle, whispered sighs, Your laughter lingers, never dies. Amidst soft shadows, time abides, In fleeting dreams, your heart resides. The stars weave tales we've left to tell, In memory’s realm, where spirits dwell. Though silence wraps in tender arms, Your essence holds eternal charms. I walk where echoes paint the air, With every step, with every prayer. Julie, though apart, you're part of me— In depths of loss, love sets me free.