When I am gone, when I am gone,
will you then think of me -
not this for long drawn hours or days
or for eternity ….
Nor yet through Winter’s cold decline,
nor Springtime’s sweet embrace -
not during Summer’s long-spun days
to dwell upon my face.
But only for a moment’s time,
a fleeting memory
that passes through the twilight hours -
one second just for me.
And when I’m gone, yes when I’m gone
please then recall my name –
not as the raging ocean’s swell
or brightly burning flame …
But merely as a passing cloud,
a softly blowing breeze,
or as a distant murmuring -
a whisper in the trees.
I ask only a moment’s thought,
to think of me, then smile –
not this for long drawn hours or days
but just a little while.
Valerie I love the beautiful and gentle tone of this sweet verse 10+
When you are gone, you will not be forgotten. Let's hope at that distant time many years from now that we may all be considered on a gentle breeze especially on a warm afternoon.
you aint going anywhere untill you complete 1000 poems, , , : p a sweet write, , , full of emotions....
Like a gift from heaven, as I sit writing tonight, on my departed mother's birthday, I find this blessing of a poem. You have touched my heart and put a smile on my face....I'd like to think my mom lead me to it....Such comfort and calm, I now can sleep sweetly. Thank you for sharing it....saved as a personal favorite. PEACE
A lovely poem with some beautiful heart touching examples. It is very nice to read and feel.
you are eternal in the history of poemhunter for me Val, you write perfect poems. :)
Love this beautiful poem, as with all your poems you are unique and will live forever.
So beautifully written with such a deep passion for life in every line, you see the beauty of nature unfolding like an orchestra in perfect harmony!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I ask only a moment’s thought, to think of me, then smile – not this for long drawn hours or days but just a little while. good one. come and read my poems