Sara Teasdale

Here you will find the Poem Let It Be Forgotten of poet Sara Teasdale

Let It Be Forgotten

Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten,
Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold,
Let it be forgotten forever and ever, 
Time is a kind friend, he will make us old.

If anyone asks, say it was forgotten
Long and long ago, 
As a flower, as a fire, as a hushed footfall
In a long-forgotten snow.