I found this poem and wanted to post it for my step dad, Nikolas - TopicsExpress



          

I found this poem and wanted to post it for my step dad, Nikolas Croft -Mandy Jenkins 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: Sat, 17 Aug 2013 21:22:03 +0000

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