DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP

DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP

I love this poem. It’s the only one I found written by this poet.

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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 stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

– Mary Elizabeth Frye

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1 Comment

  1. Hummm…nice poem….i love it

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