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 on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn 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 stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
kerry
23rd March 2017
Well...Im awake so i guess today's the day.....Doesn't feel real to be honest.I hate getting older as we have to watch all the people we loved and ever knew leave us...Wasn't prepared for this one though.I love you .........ALWAYS..........x
kerry
23rd March 2017
I would like to hope my Father finds strength for tomorrow to get through the funeral.It must be terrible to loose a parent and i will be there by his side even though i can't make it.We are in the process of making a memorial garden for grandad and hope it will bring much peace and happiness for the years to come.I will be releasing balloons tommorow at 11am for our final goodbye.xx
kerry
22nd March 2017