Tuesday, November 24, 2009


~~ Author Unknown ~~

I give you this one thought to keep –
I am with you still – 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 think of me as gone
I am with you still – in each new dawn

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