Dolores Rodriguez Hernandez's Obituary
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.
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