Forget Me Not

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Where love departs the memories.

Submitted: March 27, 2017

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Submitted: March 27, 2017



Forget me not: in my fecund memories,

Of fruits bearing our laughter,

Of tears of dried leaves that shower.


We’re like smooth leaves, unfurled.

Catch the raindrop with its gentle sound.

And from trunk to bough,

We never wither, never.


With branches green and bare

We fill the land through all the year

With beauty dispersed everywhere.


I went to turn the grass once after one

Who mowed it in the dew before the sun

I am mighty, reaching the arc of the larger canopy

Stand beside the mouth of a cliff.


I am the first when day’s begun

To buffer the beam of morning sun

I am last to grasp the flickering light

When day converts into night.


Our world trembles, one more leaf to go,

My leaf wants to reach you,

But you’ve turned away.

Your warm mouth is sewed in the bark

No more fruits bearing our laughter

Only tears of dried leaves that shower.


Forget me not: we shatter,

From twigs to bushes,

From bushes to ashes.

From ashes, our memories flash.

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