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“Forget-Me-Not”

“Forget-Me-Not”

s t a n d

where …

you are

and feel

the ground

beneath

and walk

its dirty streets

not

point-to-point

but

here to there

and rest

not on concrete

steps

but

along its

ever blade

and sleep

not on bricks and mortar

but

in its puddle

full of drops

and sit

not in somebody’s seat

for it’s already

taken

but

in its fallen leaves

the stillness

of the heart

for the earth yields

what love forgot

what time

does not

TL

Published inTamiko Lowery