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Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not here, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on the snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken,
in the morning's hush,
I am the soft uplifting rush of
quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I did not die.
I am not here, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on the snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken,
in the morning's hush,
I am the soft uplifting rush of
quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I did not die.
6 comments:
This is beautiful Erin. It has little Ben's personality shining through. Thank you for sharing.
I started writing my comment and read Julie's and ours were almost identical. It is beautiful and I love that it has Ben's sweet, fun personality in it. I'm excited to get to know Ben better through all you memories. Thanks.
Oh, its so sweet. I love the gravestone, it definetly reminds me of your little boy.
What a perfect headstone! What a great idea to have his own little blog...I'm sure he'd love that! :)
So precious! The headstone is really great! i'm so glad you have this blog, its a great idea! you are examples to us all!
Erin I love this idea. I can't wait to read all of your memories of Ben. What a great little guy!! Thanks for your example.
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