remember

Remember

    by 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 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

*I've been thinking after red that poetry: how come people doing that thing, just gone away ? I want become that, but how come ? I'd too much love him, but he just doesn't know.