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's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift unlifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.
DO not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die ...
Our beloved Angel was cremated on the 30th day of January 2006.
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's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift unlifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.
DO not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die ...
Our beloved Angel was cremated on the 30th day of January 2006.
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