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 glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the mornings 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.
author unknown
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I found this poem in a pamphlet.
I thought someone may enjoy it.
Written June 30th, 2004
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I wasn't actually familiar with this (like Gary). But it echoes soft and warm. It reminds me of a few that I miss so dearly, many more with whom I served that are there somewhere. Thank you very much for posting it. I would've never been able to read it otherwise. Mac
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I am glad you enjoyed reading this poem. I have had it on my author's page since I joined allpoetry 3 years ago. Thank you for stopping by. Take care, Sandy
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As A Veteran
I am very familiar with this poem. You can find it in navy chapels on any navy base. I am a retired navy chief. I am always grateful for people that truely respect the warriors of their clan. Nowadays, that is starting to become more rare. ~PeacE~GarY~ -
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Oh my friend I am so glad you came back to read it. It is a poem that is special to me. My dad was a veteran. He has passed but is with me everyday in my heart. God Bless you. Thank you for your warm comment. Take care, Sandy
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This is awesome and cute and I had read it b4 on your page but this time round I concentrated more on the gist of it and dissected it more to find out what a darling she is..the poem==Shubs
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