Amanda Dabney Holmes
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Amanda Dabney Holmes |
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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 on the 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 incircled flight, I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep. This memorial to Amanda is maintained by Doug Barlow, her uncle. I welcome your comments by email, or through the comment form. |
