When I Am Dead...
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me:
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain;
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Happily I may remember,
And happily may forget.
love which is sacrifice...and down to earth poem...v.nice...keep sharing...
Thanks for liking the poem ...but why did you edit my post???
because the spelling of happily waz wrong ...it waz haply.
So Funny & Stu---...It is haply not the "happily"
If you have any doubts go and ask "Christina Rossetti"
Please please please never edit the poems written by very very well known poets
Poets are the people who can mold the language the way they want.
Sometimes you wont even find the words they use but they have the right to use them...
THanks fOr liKing tHe pOem...
hmm...koool one thnx fa sharin buddy !!