A String of Forget Me Nots
I can only walk with you to the bend in the trail
I'll tell you my stories ,some dark and some pale
you'll laugh and you'll cry and you'll wonder out loud
you'll cringe at the cowards and smile at the proud
I'm wrapping your past in a fine veil of green
strings of wild flowers around what I've seen
your mother once told me of nine silver fish
and how they forgave you and granted your wish
a wish that you wanted to never forget
the love that she felt and is still feeling yet
here take all these fireflys to wrap
'round your wrists
she caught them last summer
alight in the mist
we won't forget Grandfather
daughter in hand
braving the cold in a new savage land
chopping and slashing
a path for us all
building a cabin to welcome the Fall
Now in the fire light I bid you goodbye
feeling it all as we laugh and we cry
Time to rewrap everything that I've said
now take it away to the world in your head
save it for someone fresh with your eyes
spin the whole web with the truths and the lies
I'll live in memories back down the trail
the road to the past
where true love never fails.
a string of forget me nots
all pressed and dried
each with a story ,go tell them
with pride.
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