Faded Away

In the quiet of dusk, when colors turn gray,

The memories linger, though they’ve faded away.

Echoes of laughter, once vivid and bright,

Softened to whispers in the still of the night.

The moments we cherished, now shadows on time,

Drift like old dreams in a distant rhyme.

Faces once familiar, now blurred in the past,

Fading like footprints in the sand so fast.

Yet in the soft glow of the evening’s embrace,

What fades away leaves a poignant, sweet trace,

A reminder of love in life’s fleeting race.