In the realm of time's relentless grasp,
A dance of fate unfolds, a cruel contrast.
A woman, whose lifespan stretches long and vast,
Left behind, as her lover departs too fast.
She, adorned with age's gentle grace,
A tapestry woven, lines etched on her face.
Wisdom's crown upon her silvered hair,
A testament to strength, a love laid bare.
He, a fleeting flame in life's grand design,
A soul so vibrant, but bound to decline.
Their paths intertwined, love's fragile thread,
A bond formed, where eternity once tread.
With each passing year, his light grew dim,
A melody cut short, a dirge, a hymn.
She watched as time stole him away,
A bittersweet symphony, night and day.
Her heart, a fortress, where memories reside,
Echoes of laughter and tears they once cried.
In solitude, she finds solace and pain,
An ache that lingers, like a fading refrain.
She navigates the world, a survivor of years,
A testament to resilience, conquering fears.
Yet shadows dance in the corners of her soul,
As the void of his absence takes its toll.
But from the depths of sorrow's embrace,
An ember of hope, a spark of grace.
For love, immortal, transcends mortal plight,
Boundless beyond the realms of day and night.
She carries his essence, forever entwined,
A love story etched into the fabric of time.
Though he departed, their souls remain one,
A love unyielding, when all was said and done.
And so, she walks the path destiny laid,
A woman of strength, in memories she wade.
For in her heart, his spirit will reside,
A love that defies death's relentless stride.
In the symphony of life's fleeting embrace,
She stands tall, a monument of love's embrace.
Her longer lifespanned journey, a testament grand,
To the bond they shared, hand in hand.