That's alright.

I dressed up so nice. I thought I looked rather pretty.

I wonder if anyone noticed me at all. I wonder if anyone remembers me.

Or were they paying attention to those in short dresses? They must have took notice of them.

There I sat...alone. My only friend was the red flower in my hair. I worked very carefully to place that flower just right.

What was I to do? I'm not a dancing type of person.

After a while I met some people...but will they remember me?

Will they remember the woman with the red flower in her hair?

I suppose I shall have to wait and see. If they don't....that's alright. They wouldn't be the first ones to forget about me.

It was silly of me to think that I would draw any sort of spectacle. What did I think? That I would be so pretty and ravishing that I would gain popularity? That's not who I am. That's not who I want to be.

I show up unexpectedly and mostly unnoticed...and in the same way I leave.

~AM