Tuesday, August 17, 2010

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I Did Not Die
Author: Melinda Sue Pacho


Do not stand at my grave and forever 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’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 forever cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
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