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 awhile;
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
Then that you should remember and be sad.
© Christina Rosetti