Mary Ann

1951 - 2009

I Am Not There

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 stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.


Gawdess said...

love and hugs to you all.

Laurie said...

My goodness she looks so much like Michael. Call me when you can.

Ute said...

love you both. My thoughts and prayers are with you both in your time of sorrow.

Jonny said...

Nadia..... you're sweet.... all kinds of sweet...

little a's mom said...

thank you so much Nadia. It's beautiful. So was she and so are you. Love you all.

madonnart said...

Such a beautiful, joyful presence, love to you and Michael.

Jules said...

Nadia I am sorry for your loss. *hugs*