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 glint on snow,
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there. I do not sleep.
~Author Unknown~
Background music is "Mull of Kintyre".
Papa loved bagpipe music, and would listen to it for hours on end
while he worked on the beautiful wooden clocks he made in his workshop.
We Remember Loved Ones Shining With God's Angels Now ...
You are a part of us -forever.
Angel gifs above courtesy of
Angelic Artistry