Liebe Petra, ich möchte dir ein Gedicht senden, welches mir immer wieder Kraft schenkt. Dir und deiner Familie wünsche ich ganz viel Kraft!
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.
WRITTEN BY
MARY ELIZABETH FRYE
Es tut mir unendlich leid...