Our loved ones are never forgotten.
This poem really has a beautiful sentiment that our loved ones are all around. We, at Duffy and Porter decided to create a piece with it that can be displayed proudly in the home or at their resting place.
By Mary Elizabeth Frye
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 snow,
I am the sun 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 stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.