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A beautiful tribute to my father by my wife, Dawn Jones
By Doug Jones
Friday, March 12, 2010
Rated "G" by the Author.
My wife wrote this beautiful poem for my father...
A poem for you my love....
Do not stand at his grave and weep....For he is not there and does not sleep.
He is a thousand winds that blow... a diamond that glints on fresh fallen snow.
He is the sunlight on ripened grain...the gentleness of autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning hush...he is your swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight...He is the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at his grave and cry....he is not there and did not die.
He is a loving spirit within your heart...that's where you will keep him and never be apart.
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| Reviewed by Amber Moonstone |
3/13/2010 |
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This is such a beautiful poem, Dawn, Doug is very fortunate to have such a wonderful person in his life.
Blessings,
Peace, love,and light,
Amber "V" |
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