I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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19 November 2013

Forget What I Said Earlier

Forget what I said,
it was only a joke.
Don't snigger and point;
forget I spoke.

Don't be mean, don't be nasty,
don't be rude and don't be bad!
Put it out of your mind:
just ignore what I said.

If fairies seem scary,
I can pretend
they never existed,
and still be your friend.

So forget what I said,
forget what you thought.
I'll say what you want
and I'll act as I ought.

But deep in my heart
I know how I feel.
I know what I saw
and I know what is real.

The fairies can be
my secret. I tried,
but you just aren't ready,
so the fairies will hide.

And you'll never see them
flash in the sun
sparkling like rainbows —
not even one. 

Poetic Asides November Poem A Day Cha[book Challenge: day 18, ‘Forget what I said earlier …’

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