The following Poem is for My Aunty Lauris who passed this Morning, God speed her Journey into the next Life, Love and Blessings to my Cousin Mardi Priest and the rest of the family. She will be missed. Sean and I have been visiting Aunty Lauris and Uncle John for the 49 years of our marriage all over the country we always enjoyed seeing them RIP........ 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 sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the mornings 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. mary elizabeth frye - 1932
Posted on: Thu, 23 Oct 2014 19:07:38 +0000
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