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coffeesp00ns · 3679 days ago · link · · parent · post: This Has Not Been a Good Day, and It's Only 2:00 p.m.
In times of sorrow, I turn to poetry. I wish I could offer you more, but this is what I have.
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep 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 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 stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die. -- Mary Elizabeth Frye