Patricia Bright

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 l 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 too

late to counsel or pray.

Yet if you should forget me for a while, And

afterward remember, do not grieve:

For if the darkness and corruption leave.

A vestige of the thoughts that once I had; better

by far that you should forget and smile Than that

you should remember and be sad.

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