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 of 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 quiet birds in circled flight...I am the soft star that shines at night.....Do not stand at my grave and cry.....I am not there.......I did not die.......
*I love you Preston*
*I love you Preston*
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Distant glow obscured by dust
Never touched but which I trust
How I hope the air will clear
And let me see you standing near
Hopefully that wasn't too lame. Mind you, I have written exactly ZERO peoms worth shit in my life.
But this one formed almost perfectly in my head driving home...what does that mean? Anything?
you are always there
gone from this earth
-who did ever care-
the flood in my eyes
reflects the mourning
and you tell me not to cry
i'm just so happy with you