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 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.
Your love was unconditional,
Faithful above them all,
Forever glad to see me,
You always ran to my call.
Although you had to leave me,
I know that you will wait,
You'll wag your tail to greet me,
When I come through Heaven's gate.
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 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.
Your love was unconditional,
Faithful above them all,
Forever glad to see me,
You always ran to my call.
Although you had to leave me,
I know that you will wait,
You'll wag your tail to greet me,
When I come through Heaven's gate.
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