A Poem For The Grieving
Author Unknown
Do not stand at my grave and
weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened
grain.
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled
flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
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A Little Dog Angel
Living Love
Maybe You Will See Me
Old Dog In A Locket
A Poem For The Grieving
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