mnemonic device

Forget-Me-Nots

you awoke today
from the sleep of stolen moments
to behindhand epiphanies

the leaves have gone from green
to blaze woven orange rust red

the humid air has come to rest
upon frostbit stacks of firewood

the heat of summer sun has left
to melt a southern hemisphere

the forget-me-nots have grown and gone
to seed themselves like memories on the wind

and so awoke in you today
remembered moments westing dreams
belated but not forgotten

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