Both my parents are now deceased (Papa in 1998 and Mama in 2014). I miss them a lot at this time of the year.
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 A DIAMOND GLINTS ON SNOW.
I AM THE SUN ON RIPENED GRAIN,
I AM THE GENTLE AUTUMN RAIN.
WHEN YOU AWAKEN ON MORNING'S HUSH
I AM THE SWIFT UPLIFTING RUSH
OF QUIET BIRDS IN CIRCLING FLIGHT,
I AM THE SOFT STARLIGHT AT NIGHT.
DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND CRY,
I AM NOT THERE; I DID NOT DIE.