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Poem text 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

It is a curious thing, the death of a loved one. there is a sickly moment of dark suprise as you try to readjust the way you thought of things.

Love this!!!! For National Poetry Day this is indie published Erin Hansen.  Www.thepoeticunderground.com well worth a look

She was a silent fighter with a demon in her lung that stole her breaths from her before they passed her tongue. He was a silent fighter who was always taught to share so he held his breath when he was with her so she could have his air.

Puzzle

everyone has their own puzzle, there will be ones where you do not fit, dont you ever dare make your piece smaller, just so you can live there a bit (Puzzle Pieces by Erin Hanson)

Still I rise!

Guard your heart above all else, for it determines the course of your life. Proverbs If we're being hurt over & over it's important we guard our own hearts, minds & lives so we aren't entering in

Delightfull and simple way to go Erin <3 #ErinHanson #ThePoeticUnderground

I thought holding on was bravery / But when the winds of change do blow / Sometimes it's even brave still / To let go, let go, let go

Imperfection. Once you are real, you cannot be ugly.

words to live by // 02.25.15

on becoming "real" - The Velveteen Rabbit - I love this so very, very much. This book made me tear up as a kid, and still does to this day. -- I loved this book as a kid.

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This makes me think of something Adrian would tell my friend Mayling Lopez-Silvero. Adrian you will never be forgotten.

i carry your heart with me(I carry it in my heart) - ee cummings ...  Poetry, Valentine  Wedding Anniversary

i carry your heart with me(I carry it in my heart) - ee cummings . Poetry, My favorite Poem

"If" by Rudyard Kipling...one of my favorite poems ever

if-by-rudyard-kipling

If by Rudyard Kipling. A poem every man should read to his son.

No person has the right to condemn you on how you repair your heart or how long you choose to grieve, because no one knows how much your hurting.  Recovering takes time & everyone heals at his or her own pace.

No person has the right to condemn you on how you repair your heart or how long you choose to grieve, because no one knows how much you're hurting. Recovering takes time, and everyone heals at his or her own pace. *BE WELL.

This was on your memory card, Colleen

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye.Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there.

Special words for the death of a loved one. Holly Monroe's hand lettered poem by author Mary Elizabeth Frye "Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep" offers hope.

Do Not Stand

Do Not Stand at my grave and weep Calligraphy print Holly Monroe

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