forget me not

I Remember

the sweet comfort
of your companionship
felt now at the sighting of our flower

three paragraphs
in blue and pink and white
is how spring told her story

hidden inside
tiny delicate flowers
can’t help but bloom

spring
the delicate
insistence of delight

garden’s goddess
overseeing beauty
from beyond

we sit amongst
forget me nots
and remember you

no longer here
yet everywhere
you are not forgotten

quiet request
said
in blue

the earth awoke
with tiny blooms
as tulips trumpet spring

an instruction of
peaceful coexistence
tulips befriend the dandelions

forget me not
the gentlest reminder of
the enormity of tiny pleasures

Johnny jumps up
to greet me in the morning
pledging to forget me not.

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