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 wake in the morning hush,

I am the swift, uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.

I am not there, I do not sleep.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there, I did not die.

To my dear sweet, Kay! My life has been forever changed because I had the privilege of having you in my life.  I will forever be grateful to you, and will carry you with me always!! Until that day that we get to meet again,

I love you!!

~Christina