To Those That Are Forgotten
Dear Forgotten Ones,
In the beginning,
I took you for granted.
In the beginning,
I hid you on a shelf.
You collected dust
In the back of my mind
For many a year.
Until, one day, I found you again.
You were being used
as a cornerstone for cobwebs.
I picked you up,
Blew off the dust,
And swept off the cobwebs.
I put pencil to paper,
Put fingers to keys,
And finally,
After all those years,
Admired your beauty.
Love,
The One That Remembered
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