Forget Me Not
As you sit at the garden's edge, clear your mind-can you hear me?
When the wind blows, know it is me whispering in your ear.
As the seasons change and the blooms come and go and the leaves turn
gold and the old trees crack in a winter storm,
forget me not.as I won't you.
I'm the song in the wind; I'll be dancing amongst the trees and
resting in the sweet grass of home.
So cry not for me.say not in grief that I am no more.but
live in peace that I was and know that I'm near and you are
part of me.
Forget me not.as I won't you.
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