Memories Fade

on memory

Memories fade 

like dew upon the grass,

as morning turns to day--

and the annals of the mind fill with shadows,

till nothing but the vaguest form of a treasured image,

disappearing with the dying light,

is all that remains of something

once vivid and real.

Now just a memory,

fading.

Reviews

[A.J.]

yes, they do. though they may take longer than dew. nice one.