Friday, October 14, 2011

Prayer

If I should die and leave you here a while,
be not like others sore undone,
who keep long vigil by the silent dust.
For my sake turn again to life and smile,
nerving thy heart and trembling hand
to do something to comfort other hearts than thine.
Complete these dear unfinished tasks of mine
and I perchance may therein comfort you.

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Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?