In shadows cast by fading light, Big Mama, your heart holds silent fright. Like autumn leaves that drift away, Memories linger, but joy will sway. Echoes of laughter now softly weep, In corners of dreams where secrets keep. Whispers of love once vibrant and bold, Now fade like stories that never were told. Yet in the sorrow, a strength may bloom, From the ashes of heartache, life finds room. So hold onto hope, let the tears flow, For even in sadness, new love can grow.