Do not forget us in the spring.
On your side of the fence a small army of forget-me-nots,
they tremble like curls of hair in the wind, yellow stars in their hearts,
forcing through warm earth, faces turned to a fostering sun.
Do not forget us in the spring.
On our side of the fence a small army of children,
we tremble like blue petals in the wind, yellow stars on our hearts,
marching on cool ground, faces turned to the bleaching moon.
We are dreaming that the sun will return to splash our green bones,
warm them, plump with sap and light up our faces with velvet white
Like the soft and downy edelweiss, in spring.
we watch forget-me-nots grow tall as a mountain of shoes.
