Post by Cho Chang on Jun 28, 2004 14:35:54 GMT -5
"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 rain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the sweet uplifting rush.
Of quite 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."
*Note* I did not write this poem. Click her to see the picture it came from. You are welcome to use it. www.hpdownloads.net/images/poem.gif *
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 rain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the sweet uplifting rush.
Of quite 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."
*Note* I did not write this poem. Click her to see the picture it came from. You are welcome to use it. www.hpdownloads.net/images/poem.gif *
