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Doesn't Mean That We Aren't

We Listen to Maples, Ash, and Oaks,

Without Saying, Forget Me Not.

Without Hearing, but Not Hearing

What was That? Leaves Rustle

By the Woods. We Say

Being Spoken To.

And Blue-Green Spruce

The Morning Bends Down

To Meet the Canopy

That We Walk Under.

As If to Say, You Forget.

But We Want to Be Known

We Know the Moss, Forget-Me-Nots

We Forgot.