When I am dead my dearest Sing no sad songs for me Plant thou no roses at my feet 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 .... By Christina Rosetti
Reason for writing:
My great and beloved father taught me this poem.It is my all time favourite.
He has gone now but the poem lingers on as he would often say
it out loud.
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