Grieve Not

This beautiful poem was original written by Mary Frye in 1932.  It has been adapted and beautifully matched with rich paintings to compliment these wonderful words.

For quiet times - it's a simple book of reflection and comfort

Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am thousand winds that blow.

I am diamond glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am gentle autumnal rain.

When you waken in the morning hush.

I am the soft 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.

Pages: 32
Binding Information: Hardcover 
Size: 7.75" X 11.25" Inches
 

$19.95