Do not stand at my grave and weep
I'm not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumns rain
and when you wake in the mornings hush
I am that 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 do not die
MANY THANKS TO NITA FOR SPONSORING THIS SIGHT AND MY FATHERS - Clarence M. Rhodes. BLESS YOU!
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I'm not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumns rain
and when you wake in the mornings hush
I am that 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 do not die
MANY THANKS TO NITA FOR SPONSORING THIS SIGHT AND MY FATHERS - Clarence M. Rhodes. BLESS YOU!