Wednesday, 3 December 2008

To Dad

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 softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush.
I am in the graceful rush of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the star shine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom;
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing;
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.

Of all the things you have missed, the things you will, ill try not to cry coz i know you are here, you will always be here. I will never forget.

Happy Birthday Dad :)

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