Red Cluster

Red Cluster

memory doesn't serve me well
   so i cannot say what it was

(this cluster of old flowers)


      nobody looks as close
as my tiny pocket camera

      shows us the details
wonderful in so many ways


a reminder of something
      lost in a fuzzy world
of almost remembered

never noticed or seen
as we follow our own
      interests in lives

that sometimes are
   too busy anyway


   sometimes too busy
      to reflect on what
(if anything) we should
be doing with our lives

   we are close enough
      to feel that there is
something we should do

but we don't quite know
      what it might be

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