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 the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand a my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.
YOU ARE READING
Poem's
PoetryThese are going to be different poem's such as: Love Friendship Birthday Sad Death Hope I do not own any of these poems these are one's I have got of the internet. So enjoy :) p.s. with the sad one people might find them triggering so read at own...
