Do not stand at my grave and forever 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 gently 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 forever cry.
I am not there. I did not die.
Mary Frye
8 comments:
You are incredible, good-looking,talented and "always-right" man. I LOVE YOU!
This is going to be so much fun if you actually do it... You are everything that mom said... I love you very much dad. I can't wait to read your next blog. How fun is this!
If I read that poem again I am seriously going to go get a box of tissues...just the through makes me very very sad...but it is a nice poem.
AHHH I am so happy you have a blog DAD!! :) You too are going to be swooped (is that a word?) away in BLOG LAND!!! When you have a bad day at work...blog! (or come to MY HOUSE!)
But seriously I am really looking forward to this...don't let me down now!! :)
I LOVE YOU!
"swept" would have probably been a better choice of word...! he he
Oh and you can Live, Love, but NOT die in the snow!
Yea, I agree with Chant, you can live love, but I have decieded that you are going to live forever!
Jason loved that poem he read it a few time, though it was really cool. I am still trying to convince him of this whole blog thing.
Hey!! what a great idea of mom and dads to start dads blog!! thats incredible! Dad keep up the good work. So that poem was on Desperate Housewives like on Sunday..Is that where you got it!? I love it and I was going to write it down and send it off to all of you...hmm Crazy how that works out! Dad I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!!
ya well some of us have to work to they and make everyone happy with worldly goods and we might not have time to do this much but i love you all very much and do everything for any of you that i can but everyone sometime in there life all have to stand alone even thought it might not fell very good because of the sacerfice that has to be made in the object that is being sought after . this is the test LOVE YOU ALL WITH ALL MY BEEN.
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