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 stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die...
Anonymous
1 comment:
A comforting poem that compliments the stunning beautiful picture of Rainbow Bridge, where our furry companions return to their youthful glory and live on for ever in eternity. Only God can create such a magnificent place for our furry companions.
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