Don t you forget about me
Jun 15, 2022
4 minutes
IT was creation time and God assembled all the flowers to give them names. As He completed his task, one little plant piped up, ‘Lord, I didn’t get a name. Please forget me not!’ The Almighty turned back. ‘Then that shall be your name,’ He declared—and so it has remained.
Legend doesn’t stop there. In another version, the Creator was distributing colours to the flowers. The same plant found itself overlooked and whispered a plea, which He naturally heard—but, with sundry hues generously ascribed to others, only a little blue remained on the celestial palette and thus the forget-me-not acquired its pigmentation.
Christian tradition has one more story to tell. Sitting on his mother’s
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