I am not there
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 morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quite birds in circled flight
I am the soft start that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there ,I did not die
not mine but i do like it alot
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 morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quite birds in circled flight
I am the soft start that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there ,I did not die
not mine but i do like it alot
