Who wrote the poem, what's its title, and what's the complete text, it
begins... "Be with me always in days ahead, when I shall doubt that
loveliness remains"

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Request for Question Clarification by shivreddy-ga on 03 Dec 2002 11:06 PST

Hi,

I think you will have to give us a little bit more information to go
on with this. Probably you could recheck the 'line' you have give
here. Could it be possible that the line is not exactly phrased in the
way you have presented? I have already tried some variations and come
up with nothing.


Regards,
Shiv Reddy

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Clarification of Question by cgriffiths-ga on 03 Dec 2002 12:07 PST

I am trying to get this answer for a friend, here's the text he gave me:
"Be with me always in days ahead
   When I shall doubt that lovliness remains,

That truth and beauty live in all this pain
   Let me remember little things you said,

The way you laughed and how the shadows fled
   Before you smile: the haunting strains,

Of songs you played, and warm September rains
   Let me rememebr moments all too quickly sped,

And though I leave the dreams I call my own;
   To walk apart in some far-distant land;

Fighting to hold the happiness we've known
   Your love, your courage, will beside me stand

Till in the midst of battle all alone
   I call to you, and reaching, touch your hand"

That's what I have, I have no idea where it came from.

Thanks...

My best guess on this one, and take it for what it's worth, is that
your friend might have written the poem him or herself and wants you
to read it.  I've looked at a lot of "war poets" to see if this is
part of that movement, but none matched it.  Frankly, the poem
contains a great number of cliches, and that is not usually the mark
of a professional poet.

If any line of the poem could serve a good search term on the internet
"all too quickly sped" would be it, and the only hit for that phrase,
is a sentence from a Star Wars fan site: "As he all too quickly sped
towards the flooded landing
strip, Anakin tucked his knees in, fortifying his ankles."

So, best guess, this is a poem either old an unremarkable, written by
your friend, or written very recently by an amateur.  None of these
three would be the kind of poem you could find on the internet.