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.
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In Memory of
Molly the Field Spaniel, who was tragically hit by a car and killed when she ran away from her hiking group. Molly was a wonderful companion and will be missed more than words can say. My deepest sympathy to her family, Kathy & Andy, and friends.
11-17-08
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