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 the diamonds glint on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain
When you wake in morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circle 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......
Unknown "♥StarGazer ♥" Injured
- 16 years, 10 months, 1 day ago