Your first birthday that has passed without you will not go unmarked. We remember and love eternally a wonderful Father, Son and Uncle.
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.
(Mary Elizabeth Frye)
Missing you always and lovingly remembered,
Dan, Pat, Sarah, Matt & Luke (Aurora).
