This is the first Lo, I did of my grandmother since she passed away almost 10 years ago. It was just too painful, she was like a second mother to me. The Journalling reads: I did not die Do not stand at my grave and forever weep I am not there; I do not sleep I am the diamond glints on snow I am the thousand winds that blow I am the gentle autumns rain I am the sunlight on ripened grain I am the swift uplifting rush When you awaken in the morning's hush I am the soft stars that shine at night Of quiet Birds in circled flight Do not stand ay my grave and forver cry I am not there I did not die (Can't remember the authur)
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