FUNERAL READINGS

Do Not Stand At My Grave

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 falling rain.

When you waken in the morning hush,

I am the silent uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circling flight.

I am the soft stars that shine in the night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I did not die,

I am not there.

I am all around you everywhere.

You can shed tears that she is gone

or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back

or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.

Your heart can be empty because you can't see her

or you can be full of the love you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday

or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she's gone

or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back

or you can do what she'd want: smile, open your eyes, love, and go on.

I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me.”

Remember the best times, the laughter, the song.

The good life lived which I was strong.

Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you.

Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.

My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.

Remembering all, how I truely was blessed.

Countinue traditions, no matter how small.

Go on with your life don’t worry about falls.

I muss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.

Until the day comes we’re together again.