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Poems & Selections

I Am Not There

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 circled 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.

I am ready to create my keepsake

On Eagles Wings

And He will raise you up on eagles’ wings Bear you on the breath of dawn Make you to shine like the sun And hold you in the palm of His hand.
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Do Not Stand At My Grave & Weep

By Mary Frye 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 softly falling snow. I am the gentle showers of rain, I am the fields of ripening grain. I am in the morning hush, I am in […]
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Irish Blessing 23

Said in the morning when rising… Christ be with me, be after me, be before me, and be at my right and left hand. May everything I do be for Christ.
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My Mother An Angel

Once upon a time an angel held my hand, She wiped away my tears and helped me understand. Our time on earth is brief, there’s lessons to be learned, Each precious day God gives us another page is turned. Every chapter full of memories, times of joy and tears, Triumphs and defeats, through every passing […]
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