Forget-Me-Not Poem by Giles Watson

Forget-Me-Not

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'Forget me not, ' I thought you said,
and your gaze was straight and true.
I wondered, by your garden's edge,
could I disremember you?
The light refracted at your heart:
a warmth that radiated through.
'No, I dare not let them fade:
those powdered hues of pink and blue.'

'Forget me not, ' I hoped you said
as the summer bleached to white:
it was the hope that startled me,
like a swallow, into flight.
'Forget me not': I know it's true,
little flower of grace and light.
The time must come, whate'er I do
when I remember in the night.

'Forget me not, ' I know you said,
and I was aching with the need
to cry that I could not forget -
so deeply planted was the seed
that it would germinate in drought
or in soil too choked by weeds
for any other plant. 'Forget
me not, ' you said - and I agreed.

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