General Discussion & Chat: Best/Worse/What I did learn today? Chat with friends.., 1 by themoonhowl

themoonhowl wrote:
An Irish farewell for our friend

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 the snow. I am the sunlight that ripened grain; I am the gentle autumns’ 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.

Fly high Dorothy