Amazingness, Emotions, Human Spirit, Love, Reflections, Sympathy
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I Am Not There

I Am Not There
by Mary Elizabeth Frye (1932)

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 glint on snow.
I am the sun on ripened grain.
I am the gentle Autumn rain.

When you awake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

In memory of  “talent scout”, mentor, good friend  for years, and media colleague, Roger Layson (April 4, 2011). We will miss you so much.

Kuya Roger Layson and me, hosting Mayor’s Pasko for the Media 2009

 

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