"If I should die tonight <br />And you should come, <br />And stand beside me, <br />Lying cold and dumb, <br />And if while standing there, <br />You whispered low, <br />'Here's the ten pounds <br />You lent me years ago,' <br />I would arise, although they'd laid me flat, <br />And say, 'What's that?' <br /> <br />If I should die tonight <br />But rose to count <br />With trembling fingers, <br />That long lost amount <br />I might live on; <br />But when <br />You said' Here's your umbrella <br />And your fountain pen,' <br />For one short space <br />I'd gaze into thy face <br />And then <br />Drop dead again."<br /><br />William Percy French<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-i-should-die-tonight/
