For my Momma: Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; - TopicsExpress



          

For my Momma: 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 awaken in the morning’s 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.
Posted on: Mon, 28 Oct 2013 16:56:25 +0000

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