Remember Me 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 turning to go yet turning, stay Remember when no more day by day you tell me of our future that you planned: 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 I once had, Better by far that you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad Christina Rossetti 1830-1894 |
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