at the age of 95 years:
“Our Mom, Grammie, and Aunty Girly”
October 29 to November 27, 2021
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 ripened grain,
I am the gentle Autumn’s rain.
When you awaken in the early morning 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.