This memorial is next to a tiger enclosure at Howletts Wild Life Park, and is in memory of two keepers who were killed by a tiger named Zeya.  Howletts Wild Life Park,  in Kent, England is one of the zoos opened by the late John Espinall and is now managed by the Espinall Foundation.
 

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.  ~ Mary Frye (1905--2004).

 

    This poem, in its various 'original' forms has for many years been firmly in the public domain.  Click "here" to read the heartwarming story behind this remarkable poem and the wonderful lady who wrote it.

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