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But Not Forgotten
(22 August 1893 - 7 June 1967 / Long Branch / New Jersey)

But Not Forgotten

I think, no matter where you stray,
That I shall go with you a way.
Though you may wander sweeter lands,
You will not soon forget my hands,
Nor yet the way I held my head,
Nor all the tremulous things I said.
You still will see me, small and white
And smiling, in the secret night,
And feel my arms about you when
The day comes fluttering back again.
I think, no matter where you be,
You'll hold me in your memory
And keep my image, there without me,
By telling later loves about me.

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Comments (11)

Same theme as Taylor Swift's Wildest Dreams.
Such a beautiful poem..
amazing, wonderful remind sweet memories...
Beautiful! I really like this poem.
You will not soon forget my hands; with the muss of life and love. Nice work.
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