The following pages are dedicated to the people I loved the most in this world. I miss them beyond words. They are aways in my thoughts.

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 diamonds glint on snow.
I am the gentle autumn's rain, When you awaken in the mornings hush.
I am the swift uprising rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
Author Unknown