Remember me

Christina Rossetti

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 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 once I had,

Better by far you should forget and smile
than that you should remember and be sad.