Faded Firelight

I sit in silence deep in thought

By the light of a dying ember


The mind forgets, but the heart does not

Imaginations dreamlike splendour.


I sit and dream of an old desire

I think of faces and remember names


They all come back when new things tire

As I sit by the light of fading fire flames.


Night time thoughts have slipped away

And joy always seems to end.


Then the dawning and light of a new day

Another day in which I contend.


© Hazel

◄ Edward

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