Remember me when I am
gone away,
Gone far away into
the silent land;
When you can
no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I
half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when
no more day by day
You tell me of our
future that you plann'd:
Only
remember me; you understand
It will be
late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should
forget me for a while
And afterwards
remember, do not grieve:
For if the
darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that
once I had,
Better by far you should
forget and
smile
Than that you should
remember and be sad.
-
Christina Rossetti-