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 quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft star that shines at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there; I did not die.
Prayers lifted for you and for him.
God bless!
Rest in Peace fellow Freeper, Doomonyou.
Deepest sympathies to your family.
Ms.Behavin, thank you for sharing that beautiful memorial prayer.
Beautiful...