Do not stand at my grave and weep, "I am not there, I do not sleep." I am thousand winds that blow; "I am the diamond glints on the snow, "I am the sunlight on ripened grains; "I am the gentle autumn's rain. "When you awake in the morning's hush, "I am the swift uplifting rush "Of the 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 AuthorUnknown-
kristi
Hi, I am so sorry to hear about Cynde. I grew up in Browns Mills, N.J. and went to school with a friend named Cynde Miller and I'm wondering if anyone that new her can tell me what her age was. I am wondering if this is the same person.
My Email is [email protected]
Thank you,
Willow
Las Vegas, Nevada