Embers Poem by Hunter Salem

Embers

The days slow and blend together
Dreams floating past like an ember
Grasping for what stands out
Ignoring what they call doubt
Embers are remnants of before
Reminders of the past, for sure
The ones who still remember the heather

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My first posted poem.
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