Songs and Sonnets (Coleman)/No Grief for Me

by Helena Jane Coleman

NO GRIEF FOE ME.

 

No grief for me, or vain regret;
Remember what was good,
The things for which I stood;
The rest—forget!

Remember, though the way was long
And cumbersome the load,
I tried to take the road
With jest and song.

And though my days were sometimes spent
In loneliness apart,
I bore a soldier's heart,
Fearless, content.

Remember all that made me glad,
The flowers that used to bloom
Within the little room,
The joys I had.

The blessings manifold and dear
With which life was inwrought,
The hidden wells of thought—
The hopes, the cheer.

Remember these, my love, and let
My memory remain
Untouched of grief or pain;
The rest—forget!