a leave-taken – i…

william stanley braithwaite

brathwaite

let there be one word more
before you go —
some sweet old thing
Remembering,
alas to know —
some hope you fed, some look you gave,
dead now in love’s deep grave.

so, speak- and then depart,
and I will keep
the best of you forever in my heart.
all else shall sleep
as if death came and taught them to forget.
only the best
of you shall live without regret,
within my breast.

(William Stanley Braithwaite)

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