Forget-Me-Not (Morning Sun Suite)

This arrangement of Forget-Me-Not pays homage to Morning Sun by Dope Ammo. Featured art is by Viktorija Pashuta.

Listen to Forget-Me-Not by Richard Charles Stevens (Morning Sun Suite)

Decline me not the sun
For there is daylight to be spun
Decline me not the moon
For I adore its gentle boon
Decline me not the stars
For they give infinite regards
Decline me not the skies
For they remind the height of mast
Decline me not the heart
For we have never been apart
Marvelling forget-me-nots in bloom
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Decline me not the elbow room to breathe
The air of chance
Advance enhanced by the departure of my pardoned disbelief
Decline me not the fallen leaves
For virgin earth is warm beneath
Are here within the garden sworn relief

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Decline me not renaissance theme
For I elate in evergreen
Decline me not the motion tween
The light and shade of centrepiece
Decline me not the centuries of passing recollection
Decline me not the brevity to leave lasting impression
Decline me not the gentry
That of gentlemanly stature
For I shall ne’er be careless in my rapture

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Decline me not the knots of trees
The ease to be when not to be appears their teardrops lost to me to borrow
Decline me not the hollow
For the sorrows of all yesterdays are best belonged today and gone tomorrow
Decline me not the need to reach the tallest sprawling branches
This is where goodbyes are always hardest
Decline me not the seed and root to reap a fruitful harvest
Truthfully would never see such tarnished

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When the days are darkest
Then shall cultivate regardless
To culminate in something great
To elevate
To undulate
To laminate the streams
Foreseen to animate the dreams believed to lead to eden scenes of sleeveless theme
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Decline me not the fallen leaves
For virgin earth is warm beneath
Are here within the garden sworn relief
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Every breath of me affects the capture of reliance
Life would be the death of me
With compound fractures minused
Decline me not the shattered sword
For every scattered shard affords the tools
To bless the flaws that dress the most adored reflection
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Decline me not the shattered sword
For every scattered shard affords the tools
To bless the flaws that dress the most adored reflection
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