Do not stand at my grave and weep {classic}

[SuperDuper]

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 on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

 

When you wake in the morning 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 weep.

I am not there, I do not sleep.

(Do not stand at my grave and cry.

I am not there, I did not die!)

[BONES]

omg that was the poem read at my friends Dana funneral ......man I am trying to fight my tears as I write this omg

 

He had just dropped me off Christmas eve and he was on his way home when he was hit by a drunk driver head on collision. He was 20 years old my best friend.