A Favorite of mine...in the words of Christina Rossetti


When I am dead, my dearest,  
Since 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.