Forget Me Not's....a poem from 2009

Just a poem from 2009,


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Forget Me Not's


Picking daisies, pulling flower petals,
Blowing dandelion seeds into the winds...




Watching the clouds float away.
Knowing soon another bunch of clouds will dance across the sky.

Twirling around looking for the past,
Twirling around, falling down, wondering when we'll end at last.



Forget Me Not's scattered all over the yard.
So pretty, yet they've taken no time to look their best.  



Smiling up at the sky, beauty that never falters's even when torn from their roots.Each petal, so perfect, so light, so dainty...perfect in every way.  



Tiny little flowers that seem to call out, "forget me not...
I've much to say"


Tiny little flowers crushed under foot, no one's looking.
No one remembers the pretty little flowers that once grew over by the old oak tree.


Pretty little flowers have all gone away.
No one comes to play.  



Tiny, tiny little flowers, so pretty, but now they've gone away.No more daisy chains, no more dandelions, they've all gone away...