She stands in twilight, shadows softly fall
In the silence, she's a whisper, trying to recall
Memories like whispers, drift through the air
She reaches out, but finds no one's there
"Anyway, I was there," she begins to tell
In her eyes, a flicker, a story she knows well
"Animal park, where attention's drawn"
Her words like echoes, they linger on
Broken pieces, in the silence of the night
She fights to speak, her heart a glowing light
Resilient spirit, in the face of the unknown
Her voice, though fragile, a strength she's shown
Papers in her hands, stories to share
In her mind, a curator's voice, leading her somewhere
"Elephants," she says, "humongous and grand"
Her fragmented tales, like footprints in the sand
"Snacks and laughter, we had a good time"
Her voice cracks, but she's climbing, trying to climb
"Yellow elephants walked, like they should"
In her world of echoes, she did what she could
Broken pieces, in the silence of the night
She fights to speak, her heart a glowing light
Resilient spirit, in the face of the unknown
Her voice, though fragile, a strength she's shown
In her eyes, I see her struggle and her hope
Every word a mountain, every sentence a rope
"Dream of elephants," she softly sighs
In her dream, she's free, under vast skies
Broken pieces, in the silence of the night
She fights to speak, her heart a glowing light
Resilient spirit, in the face of the unknown
Her voice, though fragile, a strength she's shown
So we stand together, in the dimming light
Holding onto echoes, in the quiet night
For every struggle, every whispered word
In her silent battle, her strength is heard