Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blows
I am the diamond glints in the snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gental autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning 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 u did not die
briebrie2 briebrie2
13-15, F
Dec 3, 2012