poem
Remember
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 the 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.
By Christina Rossetti (1830 - 1894)
Trying something new
After trying to make my own blog, which ended up in procrastination, and putting some poems on Facebook, which doesn’t really do them much credit, here goes with take three of my blog.
I came across Wordpress randomly, but it wasn’t hard to find as I’ve read quite of few interesting blogs over the months. Very easy to install, and even easier to manage, here goes with something new, let’s hope it works out OK.