Here you will find the Poem Eulogy for a veteran of poet Anonymous Americas
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 glint of snow I am the sunlight on ripened grain I am the gentle autumn rain When you awaken in the mornings 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
