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.
This is what I've always wanted said at my funeral by the way, you know in case I shuffle off this mortal coil in the near future. It is beautiful and so apt about rememberance, grief and needing to get on with daily life. I think i was a little harsh on her in the last blog so I am repenting. This is probably more powerful than Dickinson's poem I typed up in the previous blog... and the sonnet layout works v. effectively... sorry Christina :S
Perhaps I was a little harsh
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