How could in all my plodding of these streets,
I never noticed its presence before?

How could in all my plodding of these streets,
I never noticed its presence before?
Funny I hadn’t thought of you lately, for it hasn’t been long and I’ve lost so few. I guess that’s what happens when new losses, like dominoes, knock down the thieving moments of our pasts and leave our memories with the aptitude to serve only one reflection at a time. But then you were there,…