forget

the clock ticks on 

in every moment wasted

a life lived

insignificant

as the dandelion puff 

drifting along aimlessly

where ever the wind goes

breath

the leaves turn brown

then green and yellow and brown again

seasons pass

decades fly

soon there is nothing left 

but a buried memory

to be soon forgotten

sleep

deep beneath the soil

warm and musky earth envelops the dreams

fly high on those dappled wings

sleep forever

never wake

forget