Dedicated to the
memory of my beautiful daughter, Dawn Marie
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 sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle Autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning 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.
Author: Mary E. Frye
On
August 13, 1997, I lost my precious daughter to a tragic car accident.
It is a mother's worst nightmare, to receive a call that her daughter
has died.
There are no words to explain the loss I feel.
Dawn gave meaning to the word life and lived it to the fullest. She
experienced things that most people only dream of. Her life of loving
animals and teaching others to love and respect God's creatures started
at a very young age and continued until her death. Her family, friends,
and animal friends miss her greatly. We can only hope that God had a
plan for her and that she is happy among God's creatures in Heaven.
I love you, Dawn, and I miss you every second of every day.
~Mom
Please
visit Dawn at Wildside
To email me, go to Barbara's
Basement
Kiss your children
every day - today is gone, and tomorrow may never come.
