Forget-me-nots bookmark

With the walls of this old building

There's words and people that are filling

The space and history of paces

That's ready, sound and used for races

With written records stacked up to ceiling

And the old ladder helps with filing

The traces of memory held to me dear

And withering down, as it had touch of fear

We've sat next to each other

As reading and learning was greatly in need

Both pushed to be greater by fathers

Both ignored run to tatters by heed

Then we sought our solace by drowning in books

By playing out little bits from those looks

And the way you had stayed nearby silently

Gave me craving, by day growing violently

We had been ever close, ever dear

But as time passed - you've made it quite clear

That the shared closeness mustered

Was myself being flustered

I had treasured the bookmark

You have passed to me once

With these blue little flowers

And those little remarks

"Forget-me-not, my dear darling"

It had read on the thing

It was final regarding

After passing the king

Such betrayal was painful

Mercy drowned in the pain

You had carried a handful

With my heart as a ring