Sunday 4 January 2009 photo 5/5
|
Du skulle blivit 30 idag min kära kusin...
a poem for you
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 mornings rush,
I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds of 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.
Annons
Comment the photo
Anonymous
Tue 6 Jan 2009 23:32
Love it!<3
3 comments on this photo
Directlink:
http://dayviews.com/mcdesi/316332129/