“forget me not, oh Lord” cried the little flower as God named all the other flowers. However, it’s voice was so tiny that God didn’t heard it… but the little flower kept calling out to Him, in hopes she would be listened.
Finally, when He finished his work, he could hear it’s call. But all the names were given, and He had nothing to call the little flower. Upon thinking, He came up with a name. “I shal call you Forget-me-not” He said “And you shall be the confort of the living, and the company of the dead”
The forget-me-not is regarded as an emblem of loving remembrance, faithful love, constancy and undying hope.
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