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Discussion in 'Family Life - Stories, Pictures & Updates' started by GrayDragon, Oct 13, 2009.

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  1. Oct 13, 2009 #1
    GrayDragon

    GrayDragon Chillaxin

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    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 glints 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 quiet birds in circled 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.
     
  3. Oct 13, 2009 #2
    Whispering Winds

    Whispering Winds Chillin' With My Peeps

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    Isn't that beautiful!! I am not going to be buried, I don't want a "funeral", I want a celebration of life, and this is perfect for it. Thanks for sharing!!
     
  5. Oct 13, 2009 #3
    SarahFair

    SarahFair Chillin' With My Peeps

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    I heard that in a movie (or 2)..
    Just cant remember which..
     
  7. Oct 13, 2009 #4
    GrayDragon

    GrayDragon Chillaxin

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    Quote:It's been in a few. It was a quite popular inscription at one point.
     
  9. Oct 13, 2009 #5
    tonini3059

    tonini3059 [IMG]emojione/assets/png/2665.png?v=2.2.7[/IMG]Luv

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    That is the saying we picked to have on the back of my mom's card at the funeral home.
     
  11. Oct 14, 2009 #6
    sfw2

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    My dad read that poem at my sister-in-law's memorial service, a couple of years ago. After the service, a reception was held at their local pub/restaurant. We took turns telling stories about Claire - we were sharing tears of laughter, much of the time. She would have loved it, and I think it honored the sentiment of the poem.

    I hope my family will read it for me, when I finally go . . .
     

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