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Eulogy for a Veteran
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 snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the Gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the mornings hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
-Author Unknown
Im sorry about your loss, hopefully he is somewhere better than here now.
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To confine our attention to terrestrial matters would be to limit the human spirit.- Stephen Hawking
Last edited by Sun Tzu; 08-29-2003 at 04:24 PM..
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