I can forget the rain
When flowers bloom
Golden, yellow,
Purple hues.

I can forget the storm
When firelight’s glowing
Violet, and orange,
And blue.

I can forget the silence
When birds do sing,
Carolers, their anthems ring,
And promises abound of spring.

Yet, no antidote
To you begot,
God made you
A Forget-Me-Not.

Copyright 2019. L.L. Shelton.