If I Am Forgotten .... Wendy Read Me a Story

If I am forgotten I want you to know as the blinding light of summer turns to fall, a shimmer, daffodils turn to seed, drifting on the breeze I am walking to forget you another part of me runs eternity to forgive you, once I was within thee a breath of life binding our blood your joy was my blessing your sadness, shared Anzac and incense my sense of you, whenever the terror of night grips me, thoughts wander to safer times sleeping back to back with you bright red tartan splashes my memories huddled in linen castles, our torches held high searchlights to adventure you taught me to walk maybe even talk and then one day you forgot me if I am forgotten I want you to know far and wide my travels have taken me walkabout, but I never could forget you