The Band of Gideon and Other Lyrics/Remembrance

by Joseph Seamon Cotter (1895-1919)

For works with similar titles, see Remembrance.

Remembrance

Forget?Ah, never!Your eyes, your voice, your lips.Those little ways of love,Half-childish yet all-wiseThat held me but a slave to you,Will never loose their bonds.The power to forgetWould fate but yield to me.

Remember?Ah, too well!The hurt, the pain, the grief.The wrack of nightly dreams,The ruth of brooding days,Have left a lesion in my soulThat only Heaven can heal.Remembrance is the lotThat fate does hold for me.