I AM NOT THERE……..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’s rain. when you awaken in the morning’s hush. I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circle 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. WE LIGHT A CANDLE ON YOUR GRAVE EVERY NIGHT SO YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN.
YOUR CANDLE WILL ALWAY KEEP YOU IN OUR HEARTS.
| HEIDI ANN HALE |
| 24, Oct 2003 |
| JAN AND DONALD HALE |