Forget and still remember
Your bauble on a string,
Of finest, finest silken thread
And glass spun gauzy thin.
It floats like dandelion fairies
In the mildest breeze;
It trails your gliding form
With kindred loyalty.
So dear, so dear the thing it holds
So far at hand it is
But start to worry it shall break
And further yet it sits.
Forget his beauty,
Forget his grace,
Forget his smiling face,
Though remember every little thing,
Just not at this time and place.
The moment will come,
Remember that,
And know that when it does,
The clingy fears that you had lost,
Will grant surprise infinite
...Plus some.
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