Unmindful of the roses,Unmindful of the thorn,A reaper tired reposesAmong his gathered corn:So might I, till the morn! Cold as the cold Decembers,Past as the days that set,While only one remembersAnd all the rest forget, –But one remembers yet. Christina Georgina Rossetti “One Sea-Side Grave” A 10 Lines , short ‘Death Poem’ by Christina GeorginaContinue reading “One Sea-Side Grave : Christina Georgina Rossetti : : Death Poems : :”