I am not there, I do not sleep....
I am a thousand winds that blow;
I am the diamond glints on the snow....
I am the sunlight....
on the 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 star that shines at night....
Do not stand at my grave and cry....
I am not there. I did not die.... Still puttin smiles on our faces even after they're gone. Their spirits and the memories, nobody can take away. Always in our hearts, forever.