Happy Birthday, Adam / Arline Stumpff Marla's Mom (POS friend ) I AM NOT THERE
Do not stand by my grave and weep.
For I am not there. I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamonds that glint on the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush of butterflies in joyous 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. |