John T. Baker , When I Am Gone</head><body><center><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.com/p1.gif border=0 alt=Saviodsilva></center><hr color=3C00FF size=4><br><font size=4 face=arial><b><a href=36.htm>John T. Baker </a></b></font><br><center><img src=http://www.saviodsilva.net/poem/a/1.JPG border=0 alt=Poem></center><br><font size=3 face=arial><b>When I Am Gone</a></b></font></center><blockquote><blockquote><p align=left><font face=arial size=2><b><p>When you are gone, she softly spoke,<br>What would you like for me<br>To do to show my love for you?<br>What would you like? said she.<br>I'd like, I said, no tears, my dear;<br>I'd like instead a few<br>Sweet moments when you think of me<br>And of my love for you.<br>I'd like you to recall our joy<br>And, if you wish, our tears,<br>And be reminded of our dreams,<br>Our hopes, our doubts, our fears.<br>Remember, if you will, my faults,<br>Recall mistakes I made,<br>But never, dear, forget my love<br>Too seldom I displayed.<br>For when I'm gone I'll think of you<br>Wherever I may be,<br>And thank the everlasting gods<br>That you belonged to me.</p></b></font></blockquote></blockquote><hr color=0000ca size=3><center><font size=2 face=arial><b><a href=http://www.isavo.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index Page 1</a><br><a href=http://www.yensa.net/poem/sk6.htm>This Poem's Index 2</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com/poems.htm>Poetry Website</a><br><a href=http://www.saviodsilva.com>Saviodsilva</a><br><a href=http://www.isavo.com>Isavo Site</a></b></font></center><SCRIPT LANGUAGE=JavaScript SRC=http://www.saviodsilva.org/r/fantasy.js></SCRIPT></body></html>