Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there...I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow...
I am the diamond glints on snow...
I am the sunlight on ripened grain...
I am the gentle Autumn rain.
When you waken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of gentle birds in circling flight...
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry-
I am not there...I did not die...
~An Irish Prayer
This is the only picture I had readily available because it is in my living room on the book shelf. It was taken when the Jackson's presented my hubby with a plaque. Mary Emily has her sweet smile, as always.
Mary Emily's favorite Hymn was "How Great Thou Art" and I have added a rendition to the side bar in her honor.
2 comments:
I'm so sorry to hear of your loss of this special lady. I have known this poem for many years and love it, it is so beautiful. I put a link to your blog on my post today.
I am so sorry for your loss. Know that my thoughts and prayers are with you. I hope you have a peaceful day. Blessings...Mary
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