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 morning's hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circle 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. You've touched my life in more ways than one. You never scolded me like u did the rest. You always seem to know how i feel. Even when others didn't. But one thing i regret is not getting to know you better. I never shared your love for poetry. I never got to know that side of you. But I'm glad that you're free now. I wouldn't cry anymore. Cos there's no more pain. No more jabs. No more tablets. And just like the way I saw it yesterday, you're in a place full of sunshine and joy. Where you're truly happy. Goodbye for now. Till i see you again.
stir (: - 11:50 AM.
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