Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Parental Parting

My dearest Sassies, the gossip is on hold today. Early this morning, my boyfriend's father passed away. In honour of this dear man, I'm posting one of my favorite poems:  

I Did Not Die 

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 circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there;
I did not die.

- Anon -

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