People come and go
On and off, red tail lights
Sidle and yaw away

Round about this time
hover low over
things that I ought
to remember
but now…

People want to go
sometimes you know
then it’s time
to recall

That’s when breezes still

It’s been zephyr time
all the while

And I fall
silently awash in a rush
unlike any I’ve known

If only
fingertips

People will come and go,
after all life is here
for a while

To separate finely
to last

© Chagall ∞