898 <br /> <br />How happy I was if I could forget <br />To remember how sad I am <br />Would be an easy adversity <br />But the recollecting of Bloom <br /> <br />Keeps making November difficult <br />Till I who was almost bold <br />Lose my way like a little Child <br />And perish of the cold.<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-happy-i-was-if-i-could-forget/
