A part of him just shrugs and says, "Forget it."
The other half just smiles sadly and asks questions.
How does one forget the feeling of rain falling on your skin and breathing life into you?
How does one forget the hot tears flowing out of one's eyes?
How does one forget the tenderness of a rose bud?
How does one forget the sting of a thorn which you removed from the stem of the rose bud?
How does one forget the innocent laughter of a child?
How does one forget the wails of a widow?
"How can one forget?" asks the other half.
Monday 17 March, 2008
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