In whispers of the morning's glow, Randal, your light still blooms and flows. Through shadowed days, your spirit stays, A beacon in my heart's vast maze. Each rising sun, a memory's grace, A love that time cannot erase. Though absence weaves its tender veils, In love's embrace, your essence sails. I feel you in the gentle rain, In echoes soft, amidst the pain. More fervently I love each day, And miss you more than words convey. In every tear and every smile, Your bright light makes the journey worthwhile.