"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 DIAMOND GLINTS ON
SNOW, I AM THE SUNLIGHT ON
RIPENED GRAIN, I AM THE
GENTLE AUTUMN'S 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 STARS THAT
SHINE AT NIGHT:
DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE
AND CRY, I AM NOT THERE,
I
DID NOT DIE."
LOVE, MOM
I MISS YOU MOM
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