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Dec 2012
When I am dead my dearest
sing no sad songs for me
plant tho no roses
at my head
nor shady Cypress tree
be the green grass above me
with shadow and dewdrops wet
and if tho wilt...remember
and if tho wilt...forget.
In dreaming through the twilight
that doth not rise nor set
I may remember
and happily
I may forget.
Suzanne Penn
Written by
Suzanne Penn  Portland, Oregon
(Portland, Oregon)   
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