I shall come back without fanfaronade <br />Of wailing wind and graveyard panoply; <br />But, trembling, slip from cool Eternity- <br />A mild and most bewildered little shade. <br />I shall not make sepulchral midnight raid, <br />But softly come where I had longed to be <br />In April twilight's unsung melody, <br />And I, not you, shall be the one afraid. <br /> <br />Strange, that from lovely dreamings of the dead <br />I shall come back to you, who hurt me most. <br />You may not feel my hand upon your head, <br />I'll be so new and inexpert a ghost. <br />Perhaps you will not know that I am near- <br />And that will break my ghostly heart, my dear.<br /><br />Dorothy Parker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-shall-come-back/
