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.
End of the poem
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- Mama I’ll Sing One For You by Shel Silverstein
- Юрий Кузнецов – Простота милосердия
- Омар Хайям – Дай мне влаги хмельной, укрепляющей дух
- Nocturne by W H Auden
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- A Christmas Carol poem – Alfred Austin
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