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WHEN I AM DEAD, MY DEAREST

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 DEW DROPS WET
AND IF THOU WILT REMEBER
AND IF THOU WILT FORGET.

I SHALL NOT SEE THE SHADOWS
I SHALL NOT FEEL THE RAIN
I SHALL NOT HEAR THE NIGHTINGGALE
SING ON, AS IF IN PAIN
AND DREAMING THROUGH THE TWILIGHT
THAT DOTH NOT RISE NOR SET.
HAPPILY I MAY REMBER
AND HAPPILY MAY FORGET.

CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI

I THOUGHT I MIGHT POST A POEM TO REMIND ME HOW GREAT IT IS TO BE BREATHING TODAY!
AND JUST HOPEING TO HAVE AS GREAT A DAY TODAY AS I DID YESTERDAY!

AND OH YEAH I WANT THESE! MY GOAL FOR THE NEXT MONTH