RUTH

AUGUST 16 1940--JUNE 1 1997

A best friend is a sister destiny forgot to give you.

DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP

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 rain.

When you awaken in the mornings 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.

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