Poem
Written to my dad 5 days before my mom died....now I dug it out again for my Jarrett..
Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow, the diamond glints upon the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripend grain, I am the Autumns gentle rain.
When you waken on the mornings hush, I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there..I did not Die..
Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow, the diamond glints upon the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripend grain, I am the Autumns gentle rain.
When you waken on the mornings hush, I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there..I did not Die..
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That is a beautiful.
Such a sweet message and one worth reading over and over. Peace and comfort to you friend. Love Robin
Very Beautiful...a memory your dad wrote for your mom...now to be shared with your son....may some peace come to you during these dark days. Sandi