Day 12 of NaPoWriMo.
My poem
A couplet poem.
Tired at the lobby
I try to keep myself awake My eyeliids want to rest The background music's playing low — A soft whisper at best
Featured poem
A classic.
Song
by Christina Rossetti
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.