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 rain. When you awake in the mornings hush I am the soft uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft star that shines at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry I am not there. WE MISS YOU #MR WILLIAM DODD #
Posted on: Sun, 16 Mar 2014 19:08:17 +0000
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