Forget Me Not Poems

Our Forget Me Not Poems for those who never can be forgotten those we've loved and lost as we go down memory lane. Memories of specialness wraps around our heart and holds meanings beyond compare. These are free for you to use for non commercial purpose.











Forget-Me Not-Poems

Those we love don't go away,
They walk beside us every day,
Unseen, unheard, but always near,
Still loved, still missed and very dear.

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Silently, one by one,
in the infinite meadows of heaven,
blossomed the lovely stars,
the forget-me-nots of the angels...
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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Sunshine passes, shadows fall,
Love’s remembrance outlasts all;
And though the years be many or few,
They are filled with remembrance of you.

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Forget Me Not

Forgive,
But never forget.
Love,
And never regret.
The one,
Is the one,
you will never forget,
And will make you never,
Want to regret.
Nikki

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Forget-Me Not-Poems

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Life goes on:

Life goes on, as the cloud of stars pace
Loafering abyss for ions in the galactic race
Life grew on just the day before, on my abode
Lets me grow on to witness the wonder amazed
Life goes on, smooth amidst the daily pains
Aware of the frenzy gripping all in heavens
Around dizzily circling among the billion crowd
Aboard our home that seems stand still indeed

Life has gone on, as if no one cares
Minding ritual never before in place
Miracles a passion, plenty from void
Magic of creation, while the laws abide

Life of one, goes on without a praise
Secrets guarded for unknown reasons
Solitaire play of puzzles, only some solved
Such a lonely game is not a fun nor pride
K.R.S. Murthy

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When the wise God planted His garden

When the wise God planted His garden,
Scattering the seeds from above,
The choicest seed in His packet
Was the flower of Mother-love.

Carefully watched o'er and tended,
Nurtured by sunshine and stronger,
It blooms a beautiful flower.
A flower so sweet and entrancing,

Dazzling and shining and white,
A love that guards us and guides us
Through life our beacon light.
A love that steadies our footsteps,

That stretches a helpful hand,
That comforts our sorrows and heartaches,
That always will understand.
Mother-love, God's gift to His children,

With heavenly fragrance fraught;
The brightest flower in God's garden,
His truest forget-me-not.
Myrtle Fisher Seaverns

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