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Julian Fuchs Memorial Foundation
not stand by my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am a diamond glint of snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starshine at night.
Do not stand by my grave and cry.
I am not there .. I will not die.
- Unknown -
I cannot say, and I will not say
That he is dead - he is just away !
With a cheery smile, and a wave of the hand,
He has wandered into an unknown land,
And left us dreaming how very fair
It needs must be, since he lingers there;
So think of him as faring on, as dear
in the love of there as the love of here;
Think of him still as the same, I say:
He is not dead - he is just away !
- James Whitcomb Riley -
God Needed an Angel in Heaven
When Jesus lived upon the earth
so many years ago,
He called the children close to Him
because He loved them so . . .
And with the tenderness of old,
that same sweet, gentle way
He holds your little loved one close
within His arms today . . .
And you'll find comfort in your
that in His home above
The God of little children
gives your little one his love . . .
So think of your little darling
lightharted and happy and free
Playing in God's promised land
where there is joy eternally.
- Helen Steiner Rice -
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