Two weeks have passed, the embers fade, Since Julie's spirit soared, unafraid. The flames have flickered, the ashes rest, Yet in our hearts, she built her nest. The service, tender, a tearful hymn, Her laughter now a distant whim. In every whisper of the gentle breeze, I seek her presence, my heart's unease. Though gone from sight, her essence stays, In memories' soft and glowing haze. Missing you, Julie, with each sunrise hue, A love eternal, that's ever true.