Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Do Not Stand at my Grave and Weep

Today is our Princess Ashley's 100th day anniversary.
This poem reminds us that she's contantly in our midst.

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.

Do not stand at my grave and mourn.
I am the dew-flecked grass at dawn.
Where tranquil oceans meet the land

I am the footprints in the sand

To guide you through the weary day.
I am still here; I'll always stay.

When you wake up to 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 and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.

© Mary Elizabeth Frye (1904).

Ashley, if tears could build a stairway and memories build a lane, we'll walk right up to heaven to bring you back again. Mummy and Daddy miss you so much baby...