Forget me Not


The name itself have some fragrance and meaning in that. It one of my favourite flower. Just have a look into it’s world.

Kingdom: Plantae
(unranked): Angiosperms
(unranked): Eudicots
(unranked): Asterids
Order: (unplaced)
Family: Boraginaceae
Subfamily: Boraginoideae
Genus: Myosotis


There are approximately fifty species in the genus, with much variation. Most have small (1 cm diameter or less) flat, 5-lobed blue, pink or white flowers with yellow centers, growing on scorpioid cymes. They bloom in spring. Popular in gardens, Forget-me-nots prefer moist habitats and where they are not native, they have escaped to wetlands and riverbanks. They tolerate partial sun and shade.

Forget-me-nots may be annual or perennial plants. Their root systems are generally diffuse. Their seeds are found in small, tulip-shaped pods along the stem to the flower.

They are widely distributed. Most Myosotis species are indigenous to New Zealand, though one or two European species, especially the Wood Forget-me-not, Myosotis sylvatica have been introduced into most of the temperate regions of Europe, Asia and America. Myosotis scorpioides is also known as scorpion grass due to the spiraling curve of its inflorescence. Myosotis alpestris is the state flower of Alaska.

Folklore and legend

Forget-me-nots are used as food plants by the larvae of some Lepidoptera species including Setaceous Hebrew Character.

In a German legend, God named all the plants when a tiny unnamed one cried out, “Forget-me-not, O Lord!” God replied, “That shall be your name.”[2][2]

The Christ Child was sitting on Mary‘s lap one day and said that he wished that future generations could see her eyes. He touched her eyes and then waved his hand over the ground and blue forget-me-nots appeared, hence the name forget-me-not.

Henry IV adopted the flower as his symbol during his exile in 1398, and retained the symbol upon his return to England the following year.[2]

In 15th-century Germany, it was supposed that the wearers of the flower would not be forgotten by their lovers. Legend has it that in medieval times, a knight and his lady were walking along the side of a river. He picked a posy of flowers, but because of the weight of his armour he fell into the river. As he was drowning he threw the posy to his loved one and shouted “Forget-me-not.” It was often worn by ladies as a sign of faithfulness and enduring love.


Prior to becoming the tenth province of Canada in 1949, Newfoundland (then a separate British Dominion) used the Forget-me-not as a symbol of remembrance of that nation’s war dead. This practice is still in limited use today, though Newfoundlanders have adopted the Flanders Poppy as well.

Freemasons use the Forget-me-not to remember those masons who were victimized by the Nazi regime[3]

In literature

In Evangeline, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow wrote,

Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of Heaven,

Blossom the lovely stars, the forget-me-nots of the angels.

In his 1947 long poem “Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction,” Wallace Stevens mentions the forget-me-not, using its scientific Greek-derived name:

…It observes the effortless weather turning blue

And sees the myosotis on its bush.”

Selected species



A time when everything on earth

Appear to me like the celestial light

Almost like a dream

A dream of glory and life

A creation of different species

Created by the mother earth

The wise god scattered its seeds

from above the clouds

to the nature utmost mother universe

leading to the birth of life on earth

and among them all

A star has fallen from its blue tent

To the nature’s green bed

conceived in winters and spring gave it’s birth

that Bloomed in the azoras

Belonging to the boraginaceae family

A beautiful flower named “FORGET ME NOT”

The sky above with the silver lining clouds

The breeze blowing through the garden

Just touched the fragrance of the azoras

And gave me the calmness of its smell

Till birth being tenderly watched over

Nurtured beneath the arms of sunshine

It let its petals free

With the sweet fragrance spirit

Each petal is miracle of life

The hues of colour

It blooms as a tiny blue flower

Beautiful, delicate and sometimes

In pale misty blue and violet shades

It drifts over the garden in springs

Bringing true love throughout

And smiles in rows

Amidst the grassy lands

Walking through the streams by

Among the meadows ,within the brookside banks

It’s shy nature let the prying eyes to watch them

and cherish them in memories as they are”forget me nots”

The bees hum around them

making the others feel jealous of their presence

They toss with each other and swing to and fro

to make them feel the best in the garden

Even the words of William wordsworth

were expressed to be ever ending

for these beacon love “FORGET ME NOT”

By Meheli



About mehelic

I......I am someone forever and ending never
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