Sunday, July 6, 2008
My condolences to all of Aunt Margaret's family -especially all of you who took such good care of her over the years. Aunt Marg had been in my thoughts a lot lately and fond memories of her and Uncle Roy will live on in my heart and mind. Felt to share a favorite poem of her sister in law, my mom, also Margaret Barron. It is one she kept on her fridge door. Be at peace Aunt Margaret Love you Do not stand at my grave and weep. I am not there. I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that swiftly blow. I am the diamond glint on newly fallen snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain. I am the soft and gentle autumn rain. When you wake from sleep in the early 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.
