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  •  I do not know you. (17+ / 0-)

    I do not know him. I enjoy reading what you write. I want to do something more in honor of this beautiful eulogy than simply saying: You have my sympathy. So, I humbly offer my favorite poem about death. Christina Rossetti wrote it.

    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 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.

    I used to be Snow White. And then I drifted. - Mae West

    by CherryTheTart on Sat May 22, 2010 at 09:03:13 AM PDT

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