As I look around and as I look at life I see, what do I see?
I see vague memories,
Flower in a book of long ago, a fabric of a favorite dress,
Now faded, so you can’t quite tell the color that it once was.
I see faded parchment, paper that now is yellowish, delicate to the touch,
Stars that are no longer shining in the sky,
Day that goes into night,
And night that goes into day.
That is what I see.
Just as these things fade in life,
I have seen people fade out and away,
Bonds that one thought were deep and strong,
They slowly faded until they were but a distant memory.
In some cases it was because truth was spoken that could not be accepted,
In others, who knows, one day suddenly there was silence,
No particular incident or reason, just silence.,
Day into night, night into day, a fading away.