I thought this poem was cute and its so true, my friend Evey posted as a comment on my other blog, I thought I share it with you all.
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's 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.
In Loving Memory of JR
1986 - 2006
You will be missed kitty and are forever in our hearts.
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