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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 the snow I am the sun on the ripened grain I am the gentle shower of rain When you awaken in the morning's hush I am in the graceful rush Of quiet birds in circling flight I am the soft starlight at night I am in the flowers that bloom I am in a quiet room I am in the birds that sing I am in each lovely thing Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep Mommy, we miss you and love you to the sky..Jensen and Matthew I love you baby..Edward |
Dear Pattie,
ReplyDeleteat this morning's Mass, I prayed for you and your family - may Beth rest in peace and may the pain of her loss diminish with time but the memory of good time spent together bring you comfort.
Hugs, Marion
That is very beautiful :-)
ReplyDeleteWhat a day you've had Pattie. God bless you and your family.
ReplyDeleteI thought of you today. I hope the happy memories helped to temper the sadness of the day. Bless you and your family. I love that poem.
ReplyDelete{{{HUGS}}}
ReplyDeletePattie, what a lovely poem, and so true. Rest in peace Beth.
ReplyDeleteSo wonderful! thank you for sharing with us.
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