I found a rose on my desk one day.

Who left it there?

I couldn't say.

And then, again, once more, a rose!

Then another appeared!

Who d'you s'pose?

Quietly, quickly, discretely she came.

And then one day I found out her name.

I wanted to thank her, repay her some way

For her sweetness and kindness

That brightened my day.



So here, in this poem
  
I send a love thought

To a beautiful girl who

Forgets-me-Not.






Copyright © 1994 by Gerry Edwards