Mar 21, 2005 18:10
I AM NOT THERE
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 and my grave and cry, I am not there. I didnt not die.
-Robert Hepburn
Good bye Grandpa, i love you so much and i really miss you. I cant wait til we are together again and i get to see you well again