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 ∞
