Remember me when I am gone away,

Gone far away into the silent land;

When you can no more hold my me by the hand,

Nor I half turn to go yet turning to stay.

Remember me when no more the 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 you should remember and be sad…..

C.G ROSSETTI

One of my Mums favourite poems. I found it marked out for me in an old poetry book she gave me in 1995. The book was small and old and titled The GOLDEN TREASURY of the best songs and Lyrical poems in the English language. I didn’t open it for many years as it was placed on the book self with my collection of other books.

One day I flipped through it and found a piece of paper cut out from; TRUE CONFESSIONS, September 1967. It was nicely folded in half and it contained a small pray…My Moment with God. On this same piece of old yellowed paper so neatly cut was my mothers hand writing……..

These are my favourite poems,

• How do I love thee, page 336
• Remember Me, page 451
• The Slaves Dream, page 337

At the front of the book was a message to me in my mothers beautifully penned hand writing , expressing much love and sentiment, it still brings a tear to my eye and a feeling of loss and sadness. So often we forget to tell the ones we love what they mean to us and how grateful we are for having them in our short life. I was one of the lucky ones as I always new I was loved and often told, right up to the very end……..