The misfits (8th grade)

Poems

"Don't let me go,

When it starts to snow,

don't say goodbye,

when the clouds coat the sky,

and just stay with me,

I'll hold you tight even when you want to scream,

and don't let me go,

cuz together we'll let them know,

you are my angel,

my lucky star,

you are more than,

what they can even comprehend

and I love you

so just say hello,

just say hello

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am in a thousand winds that blow,

I am the softly falling snow.

I am the gentle showers of rain,

I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am in the morning hush,

I am in the graceful rush

Of beautiful birds in circling flight,

I am the starshine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,

I am in a quiet room.

I am in the birds that sing,

I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there. I do not die.

(Mary Elizabeth Frye)