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A Question of Memory

My sister’s best friend in high school was born

on this day I always remember Groundhog’s Day

a plain girl with thinning hair even then

exceptional wit, a jester’s sharp humor, she hung

Christmas ornaments from her glasses, worked on

the school newspaper a bit of a rebel and I think of her

each Groundhog’s Day though I’ve known nothing of her

for forty years, a girl with glasses and thinning hair

and where is she now what has she done has

someone loved her and would she ever imagine

me fondly recalling an image of her as I do

and is every person everywhere recalled fondly

somewhere by someone and is that possibly what

carries our spirits forward?

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