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 glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn's 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 at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
Love,
Mother
(Author: Unknown to Me)
PAGE DEDICATION
In Loving Memory
of
Louise Rufo
She passed away March 10, 1993.
We miss you Mother.
With our love always, Frank & Joan
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