The night closes gently around the room
Soft echoes drift through the quiet gloom
Some think endings rise with the final spark
Yet tales keep breathing in the tender dark
Laughter lingers where shadows fall
Footsteps fade yet I recall
Names grow faint in the hands of time
Still glow within like an unsung rhyme
When the light goes out the story stays
Carried by hearts in hidden ways
Curtains fall yet something burns—
A flame that waits for our return
We learn goodbye from the turning years
But farewell never means disappear
The truth that keeps our spirits warm
Survives the night outlasts the storm