Castle Cloud

Oooh. On a Gothic Horror Book Vibe here.

I have VIVID memories of where and when I read this book by Elizabeth Norman.

I was living with my beloved Nan. She was a book freak too.

Last time I saw her, she was in an “Old People’s Home.”

Relegated, alone, to a corner in the main room, surrounded by books.

Why?

She was a Sag like me.

She just could not stop telling the truth. 

Hers was the only funeral that I have EVER sobbed, publicly, like a child at at.

No church. No vicar.

For a short time it was…

,,,Just Christina Rossetti.

Her.

And me.

 

Remember me when I am gone away,
         Gone far away into the silent land;
         When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
         You tell me of our future that you plann’d:
         Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
         And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
         For if the darkness and corruption leave
         A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
         Than that you should remember and be sad.

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