Poem 42. The Good DeedA Chapter by DhayePatterned from the poem "Song"When I have done something good, my dear, Speak no tall tales about me; Put thou no thorns at my head, Nor a fancy crown of praise; Don’t leave thy silent shadow above me Just bring me candle light; And if thy glow end, remember, And if thy flame end, forget, Thou shall not speak like a father, Thou shall hear like a child; Thou shall not see like a brother, Live on, as if in anguish; And vision through the nightfall The good deed haply not best, That haply you may remember, And haply may forget. © 2013 DhayeFeatured Review
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