You are like forget-me-nots,
Since roses can't be blue,
And roses neither White nor Red,
Can make me think of you,
For they are common, not unique,
We see them every day,
With all your rare, amazing traits,
No, common's not your way,
You are like the stars at night,
That shine amidst the black,
You are like the ocean's waves,
Calm, but not holding back,
You are like the Sun's sweet light,
Not credited enough,
You are like a wall of stone,
And hatred you rebuff,
You are like the medow green,
Serenity and bliss,
You are like the telling gaze,
When words are meaningless,
You are like the Angel's wings,
Enchanting, pure as snow,
You are like a Pioneer
Where others dare not go,
You are like a paradox,
A mystery to all,
You are like a safety net,
To catch all those who fall,
Like White on black you've always been,
This much is ever true,
That you are like forget-me-nots,
Since roses can't be blue.
(2,1,08)
M. Ali Straley
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forget-me-nots-2/
