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Gyulai család - Csaba, Judit, Anna, Petra, András

“The Quiet Light”

Tonight the house is hushed and still,

No footsteps echo down the hall.

But love, once shared in every room,

Still warms the corners, wraps them all.

The bed feels wide, the silence deep,

Yet memories lie soft and near—

A laugh, a glance, a whispered word,

Still present, though you’re not here.

Fifty-eight bright years of grace,

Of morning coffee, evening light.

Of holding hands through storms and sun,

Of choosing love, and choosing right.

Now stars lean close to kiss my brow,

And moonlight strokes the empty space.

But I am not alone tonight—

Your love still fills this quiet place.

So I will close my weary eyes,

And let the night be kind and slow.

For in my dreams, you’ll walk with me,

And I’ll remember, and I’ll know.