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Do not stand      By my grave, and weep. I am not there,      I do not sleep— I am the thousand winds that blow I am the diamond glints in snow I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle, autumn rain. As you awake with morning’s hush, I am the swift, up-flinging rush Of quiet birds in circling flight, I am the day transcending night. Do not stand      By my grave, and cry— I am not there,      I did not die. - Immortality by Clare Harner An angel in the book of life wrote down a baby's birth then whispered as he closed the book "too beautiful for Earth". - author unknown |
Jennifer Lynn Hanna 11/8/73 to 2/20/82 Robert Michael Case 4/19/78 to 10/22/95 Aidan Murray Case 3/4/80 to 11/17/95 Mark John Hanna 2/26/72 to 3/3/96 Amara Rose Santiago 1/9/19 |