Yesterday’s mower tracks
wet with morning dew
show in the grass through clinging fog
they hint of a tale not yet forgotten
however inconsequential
of a moment snipped from yesterday
when I was here
when I was
But by noon
the sun hot
the dew dry
the grass standing tall
my legacy has vanished
And so my immortality
Marv Himmel
November 11, 2016 ©