In the realm of frost and ice, they dwell,
In memories deep, where time may tell
Dwarves of old, they forge and toil,
Yet fade away when memories spoil

With every flake, a moment's grace,
Time's icy touch upon each face
Yet as the snowflakes softly fall,
Memories melt, forgotten all

In wintry embrace, they guard the past,
Moments frozen, meant to last
But as the cold turns warm and mild,
Memory's grip, like snow, defiled

What am I, in this timeless plight?
A fading memory, lost from sight
A frozen tale, in shadows cast,
Vanishing like snow, forgotten fast