Matter (?)

A funny thought I'll
-be forgotten and everyone
that knew me will be
forgotten too.

I'm chasing winter
in -pursuit of spring (?)
and marigold flowers
and some (legacy) that
-won't matter anyway.

Funny -the world'll
keep spinning,dancing
and someone might find
me - in the ground
and they'll never know
my name.

And when I'm less
than dust no one -
will find me anyway and

what does a name
- matter then?
 
I

Ink Scribe

NY

YWP Alumni

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