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1884–1933

“Let It Be Forgotten”

Sara Teasdale

Let it be forgotten, as a flower is forgotten, Forgotten as a fire that once was singing gold, Let it be forgotten for ever 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.

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“Let It Be Forgotten” · Sara Teasdale · Poetry Cove