WE DO NOT DIE: Do not stand above my grave and weep I am not there I do not sleep I am 1000 winds that blow I am the diamond glints on the snow I am the sunlight on the right and gree I am the sunlight on the ripened Grain I am the gentle autumn rain When you awake in the morning hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of singing birds and circled flight I am the stars that shine at night Do not stand at my grave and cry I am not there I did not die... Blessed be your beautiful soul sweet George ❤️