Amidst the soft glow of the candle's light, We gather to honor a tender, brave soul, A son turned thirty-one, life's weight gone light, For on this birthday, hearts must console. In the absence of the mother who gave, Love echoes through time, in whispers, in tears, Her spirit lingers, like a gentle wave, Through cherished memories, she still appears. Today, pain and joy entwine their strange dance, As we celebrate life with love unspoken, Her warmth in his smile, a telling glance— A bond everlasting, never broken. In silent strength, together we rise, To face the world anew, under shared skies.