Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten, Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold. Let it be forgotten forever and ever, Time is a kind friend, he will make us old. If anyone asks, say it was forgotten Long and long ago, As a flower, as a fire, as a hushed footfall In a long-forgotten snow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JANGLING MEMORY by KATHERINE MANSFIELD VARIATIONS: 10 by CONRAD AIKEN ON LADY POLTAGRUE: A PUBLIC PERIL by HILAIRE BELLOC PORTRAIT OF A BABY by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET CONTRA MORTEM: THE LEAVES by HAYDEN CARRUTH FOR THE INVESTITURE by CECIL DAY LEWIS THE MERCY OF LAZARUS by STEPHEN DOBYNS |