A few years ago the BBC ran a series of radio programmes looking for the nation's favourite poem. The following verse was very popular.
A young British soldier had written this poem in a letter to his parents, only to be opened upon his death, before he left for duty in Northen Ireland. Unfortunatley the young man was killed in an IRA attack and the poem gained national coverage when transmitted in the series.
For a while it was thought the soldier had written the lines himself, but subsequent research pointed to Mary Frye (who actually wrote it in 1932).
Nevertheless, the poem itself is a beautiful message from a lost loved one to those whom he left behind.
Quote:
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 glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the 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.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
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Mr Mephisto