September 11, 2015

Remembering

"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."
--Mary Elizabeth Frye

5 comments:

~E said...

Very lovely, Gracie xo

da tabbies o trout towne said...

~~~~~~~ ♥♥♥♥♥

Timmy Tomcat said...

Beautiful Gracie
Purrs my dear furend
Timmy and Family

meowmeowmans said...

We, too, shall never forget. Hugs to you and your Mom and Dad, Gracie.

pilch92 15andmeowing said...

Very nice remembrance.