In the quiet corners of my mind,
Shadows of moments begin to wane,
Fading like echoes in the night,
As time softly wipes the slate again.

The colors of yesterday blur away,
As if painted by the rain’s gentle touch,
Faces and names drift like clouds,
In a sky once vibrant, now hushed.

Yet in this forgetting, there is solace,
A release from the weight of old sorrows,
Letting go of what was never meant to cling,
Embracing the dawn of new tomorrows.

So I stand in this present moment,
Unburdened by the chains of the past,
With a heart open to what lies ahead,
While memories fade, but peace will last.