When Your Friend Passes On

For those who have lost a beloved family pet, a dog that has lived a life as full as any human being – may this anonymous poem help deal with the overwhelming grief:

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 the snow,

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumns’ rain.

When you awaken in the

Morning’s hush,

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there, I did not die….