This was the first poem that came to mind for this week’s posts; now you may think I’m a bit melancholy, but “The Song” was a favorite during my teenage years. I found it romantic then…and I guess, I still do. Loving someone means you want them to be happy–not sad–when you are gone. (Or at least that’s what I get out of 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.

4 thoughts on “Favorite Poem #5:”The Song: When I am Dead, My Dearest” by Christina Rosetti

  1. Hey Kim,

    I unfortunately have never heard that one before. That is really good. I need to request that for my funeral….hopefully in many, many years from now…LOL

    Great week Kim, you did a fantastic job…

    Have a wonderful weekend.


  2. Thank you for always stopping by each day. I probably won’t post until the evenings next week and didn’t want my blog’s biggest fan to wonder. 🙂

    Have a great weekend–if I don’t talk to you on FB!

  3. This is lovely. The first time I’ve seen it. But I never was a big reader of poetry. You’ve posted some very nice poems this week. Thank you.

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