Description
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 sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's 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...
In memory of our kind and loving mother, who passed away way too early...
Thank you for teaching us how to survive and carry on, how to laugh in hard times and to be strong when least expected!
Thank you for all your love, care and sacrifice for raising both of us to be kind and respectful whatever may happen.
I will always be proud to be your daughter...
She was the reason I took that pencil in my hand as a little child and became the artist I am today...
hope she found a wonderful place, where she suffers no more...
Love you always!
Please, be kind and do not use / share this artwork, as it is a very personal one.
NO USE of this work is and will ever be permitted. Thank you!