When I am dead, My dearest…
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.
by: Christina Rossetti…
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step by step through this way
counting those grits where I lay
did u see me gone passed away??
did u see yourself never ignore your way?
I see tears and smiles day by day
wondering why all things happened beside my pray
here's nothing to say
in loud or silent way