Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep – By Mary Elizabeth Frye 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 Quite 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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Tarshia Mitchell Fitzpatrick Of Tampa, Florida says:
July 1, 2014
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep – By Mary Elizabeth Frye 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 Quite 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