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 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 thought that once I had,

Better by far you should forget and smile

Than you should remember and be sad.

Christina Rossetti