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 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.
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