when i am dead, my dearest

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☆ [this one's not mine, but i luv it so its here. its my favourite poem ever]

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
Haply, I may remember,
And haply may forget.

- Christina Rosetti

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