There is a little flower
With a name that mean's a lot,
It is the prettiest little bloom,
It; s the forget me not.
They are such pretty little blooms
Their petals so small and blue,
And as i gently tend to them
I always think of you.
I think of how you tended them
And how you watched them grow,
As you walked around your garden
Which you loved so much, i know.
It is a lovely flower.
It does mean such a lot,
And as it's name already say's
I will forget you not.
wendy. thopliss
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/forget-me-not-48/
