Mary Elizabeth Frye(13 November, 1905 - 15 September 2004 / Dayton, Ohio)
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
- by Mary Elizabeth Frye450
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 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.
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