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Post by passionflower on Sept 7, 2012 17:57:18 GMT
Do not stand at my grave and weep I am no longer there, I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the diamond glints on the snow. 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. ~ Mary Elizabeth Frye
love this poem - beautiful x
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Post by Amberain on Sept 7, 2012 20:03:30 GMT
This is so beautiful , i really love it ... thank you for sharing xxx
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Post by dreamangel on Sept 7, 2012 21:32:41 GMT
i love this poem it says so much.
love n light
Dreamangel
xxxx
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Post by passionflower on Sept 8, 2012 11:08:09 GMT
hehe, it is beautiful to be sure and agreed with dreamangel and amber and I think a good reminder of spirit says so much so I just had to post it
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Post by Spirit~Soul on Sept 8, 2012 13:50:09 GMT
That poem is on my mum's memorial card... so very, veryyyyyy close to my heart... many thanks for posting it my friend...
Brightest Blessings, Spirit~Soul xx
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Post by passionflower on Sept 8, 2012 15:36:57 GMT
Awww, bless. Happy to post, it is such an inspirational piece. (((((((((((spirit~soul))))))))))))
Blessings and peace, Passionflower
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