To the woman who is slowly fading away,
Your radiance, once a beacon so bright, Is now dimming, like stars in the night.
Your laughter, once a melody so sweet, Is now silenced, like a gentle breeze that retreats.
Your touch, once a warmth so tender, Is now withdrawn, like a blossom that withers.
Yet, in the fading of your light, A beauty endures, a love so pure and bright.
Your essence, like a fragrance, lingers on, In the hearts you touched, in the lives you've won.
Your spirit, like a bird, takes flight, Soaring high, where troubles fade from sight.
Though you may fade from our earthly domain, Your love, your strength, your spirit will remain.
In the tapestry of life, your threads are woven deep, A memory we'll cherish, a bond that will never sleep.
So rest in peace, dear woman, your journey is complete, Your love will forever bloom, a radiant, eternal feat.
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