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Remember
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
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She is far from the
Land
She is far from the land,
where her young hero sleeps,
and lovers are round her, sighing;
But coldly she turns from their gaze, and weeps,
For her heart in his grave is lying!
She sings the wild song of her dear native plains,
Every note which he lov'd awaking --
Ah! little they think, who delight in her strains,
How the heart of the Minstrel is breaking!
He had lov'd for his love, for his country he died,
They were all that to life had entwin'd him, --
Nor soon shall the tears of his country be dried,
Nor long will his love stay behind him.
Oh! make her a grave, where the sun-beams rest,
When they promise a glorious morrow;
They'll shine o'er her sleep, like a smile from the West,
From her own lov'd Island of sorrow!
Thomas Moore
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Speak to Me
I asked God to take away my pride,
and God said "No"
He said, it was not for Him to take away,
But for me to GIVE UP.
I asked God to make my handicapped child whole,
and God said, "No"
He said, her spirit is whole, her body temporary.
I asked God to grant me patience,
and God said, "No"
He said that patience is a by-product of tribulation
it isn't granted, it's earned
I asked God to give me happiness
and God said, "No"
He said, He gives blessings, happiness is optome
I asked God to make my spirit grow,
and God said, "No"
He said I must grow on my own, but
He will prune to make me fruitful
I asked God to spare me pain,
and God said, "No"
He said, suffering draws us apart from wordly
cares and brings us closer to Him.
I asked God if He loved me,
and God said, "Yes"
He gave me His only SON, who died for me
and I will be in heaven someday
because I believe.
I asked God to help me love others,
as much as He loves me and God said
"Ah, finally, you have the idea"
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Summons
Keep me from going to
sleep too soon
Or if I go to sleep too soon
Come wake me up. Come any hour
Of night. Come whistling up the road.
Stomp on the porch. Bang on the door.
Make me get out of bed and come
And let you in and light a light.
Tell me the northern lights are on
And make me look. Or tell me clouds
Are doing something to the moon
They never did before, and show me.
See that I see. Talk to me till
I'm half as wide awake as you
And start to dress wondering why
I ever went to bed at all.
Tell me the walking is superb.
Not only tell me but persuade me.
You know I'm not too hard persuaded.
--Robert Francis
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