forget-me-not

The blossoms of blue
Smile wistfully at my face-
It’s like they feel too

The melancholy
And the numb, forlorn feeling
In blue shades and hues

The flowers whisper
you remember, remember,
tears in December

I hold the blossoms
Cerulean tinting my heart
I mourn my lover

The blooms weep with me
As we remember his plea
Love, “forget-me-not”.