Do Not Weep

Do not stand by my grave and weep;
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow aangel.gif (18659 bytes)
I am a diamond glint upon the snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circling flight,
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand by my grave and weep. angelrtrt.gif (71363 bytes)
I am not there; I do not sleep.

Mary E Frye

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