Fading

I watch the twilight fade as the world turns dark Stars appear, one by one then many begin to shine all at once The night welcomes quiet reflections of the day it too faded leaving only bits and pieces lingering in the fog of my aged mind that is also fading Where a memory is a thought lost in a second followed by a blank stare of confused wondering As I contemplate the fading memory of my mind I stare into a void and wonder What was it I was contemplating? As it too has faded...