Just sharing this poem by Blair Robertson which is apt for All Souls Day. I discovered this 6 years ago and I posted it on my Facebook account and has become a memory now.
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.
That's a very lovely poem!
Hi @Freshly_Single. Yes this poem is lovely. Thanks for your comment. I always post it on my Facebook timeline every year for 6 years now. However, it makes me remember my parents and hence makes me teary-eyed, makes me sad. Nevertheless, it is now November 3 in my neck of the woods, so back to normal life. Life has to go on despite losing our loved ones.