at Ormoc Memorial Garden

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With flowers and dew drops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.

- C.G. Rossetti (1830-1894)
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There  will always be colors in nature
that will never be captured by the camera
yet will forever remain in our minds
made perfect in the passing of time.
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