aman sidhu
VIP
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 softly falling snow..
I am the gentle showers of rain..
I am the fields of ripening grain..
I am in the morning hush..
I am the gracefull rush,
of the beautiful birds in circling flight..
I am the starshine of the night..
I am the flowers that bloom..
I am in a quite room..
I am the birds that sing..
I am in each lovely thing..
Do not stand at my grave,and cry..
I am not there- "I DO NOT DIE"
I am not there,I do not sleep..
I am a thousand winds that blow..
I am the softly falling snow..
I am the gentle showers of rain..
I am the fields of ripening grain..
I am in the morning hush..
I am the gracefull rush,
of the beautiful birds in circling flight..
I am the starshine of the night..
I am the flowers that bloom..
I am in a quite room..
I am the birds that sing..
I am in each lovely thing..
Do not stand at my grave,and cry..
I am not there- "I DO NOT DIE"
