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Description: These are my grandparents graves, taken in '74 after granddaddy died. Mama died in '54. The poem reads:
Don't stand by my grave and weep
For I'm not there. I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the Diamonds glint on snow
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain
When you awaken in morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circle flight
I am the soft starts that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not here. I did not die.
TFL.