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 sun on ripened grain,
I AM the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the mornings hush I AM the swift uplifting rush, of quiet 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!
For my brother Paul.
You are in our thoughts today and forever!
Your sister Lorraine, nieces Vanessa and Annalise, nephew Lee,
Great nephew Aaron. Xxxxx
Lorraine Culshaw:
10/03/2021