This came from my little girl Sassy and her brother Bandit but it is for
all of us who have loved and lost little ones.
 
Don't stand by my grave and weep
For I'm not there, I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamonds glint 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 Quite birds in circle flight
I am the soft start that shine at night
I am the gentle breeze that you feel on your face
I am the rustling of the leaves
I will always be in your heart
Do no stand at my grave and cry
I am not there I did not die
[Posted in FML issue 4760]