Remember
by
Christina Rossetti
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away in 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:
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far that you should smile
Then that you should remember and be sad.
Marilyn (Wittenberg) Greve