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….