Time fading

The days drift away like crimson leaves,

Time whispers softly, then it grieves.

A young life stretches, long and free,

Silent moments, chasing eternity.

Youth feels endless, a sprawling sky,

Dreams like clouds that drift on by.

Every heartbeat a roaring drum,

Painting stories yet to come.

But shadows creep, silent tide,

Sudden whispers that cannot hide.

From golden sun to dusk's last breath,

We dance on the edge of life and death.

Life is long, yet slipping fast,

Memories fading, shadows cast.

Shorter breaths, day by day,

Closer to the end, we stray.

Hold on tight to fleeting time,

In this fleeting, fragile rhyme.

Then suddenly, the past is gone,

Like dawn’s first light at break of dawn.

All behind us, echoes fade,

In the silence, choices made.

So cherish each breath, each fleeting day,

Tomorrow’s dreams, don’t fade away.

Life’s a fire that burns bright,

In the quiet of the night.