LDD, Red Riding Hood!

[dolltography]

I haven't done anything with her in a while, so I'm happy I took her out for a bit!

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.



Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.



(The poem was posted by someone named furnic on some forum I found while googling disturbing poems)