Kathleen Donahue
This was a poem that Robin had read at Mrs. Jo's memorial service She found while going thru her things. Mrs Jo had written it down sometime before she passed I thought is was awesome here it is
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 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 miss you Mrs.Jo
Love Kathleen
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