Let It Be Forgotten

April is National Poetry Month, so I offer you a poem by Sara Teasdale (1884-1933).

Let It Be Forgotten (1924)

Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,
Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,
Let it be forgotten for ever 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.

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