Dear Friends of our forum
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 in the snow ( Ange is laying in those glints in her avatar)
I am the sunligh on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awaken in the morining’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
Hey everyone!
" just keep chipping away" ( CF)
thanks for all your support.
aka that is what Charlie would say.
cheers