Forget Me Not

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Forget Me Not

 

“Be grateful for the light”,

my mum would say.

I remember that

as if it were only yesterday.

“Because, without it

the dark will never go away

and what’s hidden in it

will be inclined to stay”.

 

I had a son -

but I forget his name.

Yesterday,

someone like him came

to visit me -

but he was not the same,

because my son was

that boy in my picture frame.

 

He was young and blond.

My visitor, old and grey,

said he was him

and that he’d “like to stay,

to talk awhile,

If that would be OK?”

My Georgie boy

would only want to play.

 

Some days the world is bright -

the past aflame -

whilst others draw the shadows

and the blame.

For, despite my mothers

soft, comforting claim -

my memories lay in darkness,

coiled in shame.

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Tina Ford

Thu 16th May 2013 18:33

So touching x

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Harry O'Neill

Wed 27th Mar 2013 16:05


Ian,
The second two stanzas afford plenty of
`free-range` mind room.

Thank goodness with `fair` clues.

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Cathy

Wed 27th Mar 2013 13:07

Very moving and inspirational x

<Deleted User> (9882)

Tue 26th Mar 2013 10:29

very well written Ian.The title,image and poem
fit together nicely(for want of a better word)x

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