I Did Not DieA Poem by Tree Barki hate how i make such short poems sorry peopleDo not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I did not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning rush, I am the up lifting rush of quiet birds of circling 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. © 2011 Tree BarkReviews
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