FADED FIRELIGHT

Written by: Hazel Connelly

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 fading fire flames.

Night time thoughts have slipped away
And joy always seems to end

The dawning of a new day
Another day in which I contend.