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.

              Christina Georgina Rossetti