Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there I do not sleep.
I am the warmth at your side as the cold winds blow, my smile is the sunbeam that glints in the snow. I am the beam of light at the breaking dawn, I am still with you, so please don't mourn.
When you wake in the morning from your dream, and look out in the garden at the evergreen. Remember as those leaves never change or die, so my love will stay with you, even now as you sigh.
Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there. I did not die.
(Adapted by Keith Wilkinson from the poem "Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep" With acknowledgement to the original author believed to be Mary E.Frye)