Fading Memories
The candle burns,
wax nostalgic,
flickering moments past,
illuminating traces
of a once beaten path.
Memories, light now fading
receding shades of black,
grasping for the straws,
raking feelings back.
Drifting winds of change
shaping thoughts perceived,
searching in the dullness
of how it used to be.
Copyright © Mark Hughes | Year Posted 2023
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