October 10, 1948-July 3, 1995 |
I am not there, I do not sleep... I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the sparkling glint on snow, I am the sunlight on ripened grains, 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 stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave & cry... I am not there... I did not die |
"It is not what he has, nor even what he does, which directly expresses the worth of a man, but what he is." .. Henri Frederic Amiel |
January 23, 1947-September 11, 1981 |
August 2, 1957-October 5, 1990 |
October 15, 1990 |
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