If I Must Go

Sara Teasdale

If I must go to heaven’s end
 Climbing the ages like a stair,
Be near me and forever bend
 With the same eyes above me there;
Time will fly past us like leaves flying,
 We shall not heed, for we shall be
Beyond living, beyond dying,
 Knowing and known unchangeably.

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