While we are busy living life
it passes us by
like speeding traffic
on dampened streets
We hear the tyres
but miss the blur
the only evidence
the red tail lights
While we are focused on loving
it very slowly dies/
like a summer rose
Its lustrous petals
slowly fade
until they finally lie
as silky residue
upon the ground
Steve Wheeler © 26 April, 2021
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