remember.

so i've never really been a fan of poetry. i actually used to dread talking about it in english class. however, i have a presentation of christina rossetti due on thursday, so i decided to take a closer look into her poetry. i think i have a new obsession.

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 plann'd:

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.

-remember, christina rossetti