blue sky
a glimpse of distant orange
neighbourhood cat
© Rachel Green January 2022
walk past the stones
marking the lives of the departed;
there are no memories here.
For others, perhaps,
the joy of a father's smile;
a mother's laughter
but I didn't know them
and their lives do not impact on mine.
Did I pass them in the street one day?
Anonymous faces;
anonymous lives.
© Rachel Green January 2022
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