I did not die..!
Do not stand by my grave and wheep
I am not there
I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am diamond glints on snow
I an the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning 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 by my grave and cry
I am not there
I did not die!
by
Amiieeposted on 04/19/2008
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