Do not stand by my grave and weep
For I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am diamonds that glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush of butterflies in joyous 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.
I Am Not There - Unknown
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5 comments:
So Lovely! What a sweet little pinwheel - just so fitting for Amelia.
The pinwheel is so beautiful! I just love that poem!
Thinking of you. Hoping work went okay, and is going okay this week!!
I love the colors of the pinwheel...I remember titling my 9 weeks blogpost the very same thing...somehow, that says it all.
I love Amelia's pinwheel!
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