To ease some pain

[theoak01]

this was written by a sgt whose name or unit i will not post but these are his feelings as of late

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 glint on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush
I am the swift, uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave
and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.

Lest We Forget