Mary Elizabeth Frye

(13 November, 1905 - 15 September 2004 / Dayton, Ohio)

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep - Poem 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 sunlight 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.

Form: Sonnet


Comments about Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye

  • Rookie Justina Razo (5/5/2015 6:37:00 PM)

    A more positive way to look at death. I like the end (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 476 Points Albert Martín (5/4/2015 12:42:00 AM)

    How beautiful. I love it. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 407 Points Melissa Tamayo (4/22/2015 6:20:00 PM)

    I love this one! Insightfully written (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 821 Points Sally Plumb Plumb (4/12/2015 3:41:00 AM)

    Sooo beautiful. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Eddy Suwarno (3/9/2015 2:39:00 PM)

    Love this! Very touching. (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,587 Points Bharati Nayak (3/9/2015 1:50:00 PM)

    Immortality of love.So much of rhyme and beauty in this poem! (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,587 Points Bharati Nayak (3/9/2015 1:47:00 PM)

    Immortality of love.So much of rhyme and beauty in this poem! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 927 Points Pamela Leschevin D' Ere (2/18/2015 4:19:00 AM)

    I find this a strange coincidence for I read this poem at a buriel of my aunt - London Kent, about 8 or 10 yrs ago and it was said to have been found in the pocket of a dead soldier, and anonymous. I'd like to know more regarding Mary Elizabeth Frye on this poem, which is wonderful. Panmelys (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 164 Points Musa Ndhlovu (1/9/2015 2:50:00 AM)

    I love the rhyme former and the comparison skill used...

    #BigUp (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 764 Points Birgitta Abimbola Heikka (12/27/2014 8:33:00 PM)

    Love the writer's view of death, which is living in some other form. (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,748 Points Soul Watcher (12/10/2014 9:42:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem (Report) Reply

  • Bronze Star - 2,873 Points Elizabeth Padillo Olesen (11/11/2014 1:50:00 PM)

    Very beautiful message of hope. I had this poem read during the funeral service of my dear friend who died of lung cancer. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 364 Points Naida Nepascua Supnet (11/8/2014 1:46:00 AM)

    I aM in AWE
    I Wish I could write as good as you do
    I wish I could come up with a poem as great as this
    But since I can't yet, ....... then let me just admire these verses you made
    WOW.....HATS OFF (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,303 Points John Richter (10/9/2014 3:12:00 PM)

    My Absolute all-time favorite poem ever. Has been for years. And it's Mary's only poem, written on the back of a napkin. Never published, she gave copies away to friends. For those who don't know Mary housed a Jewish European refugee early in Hitler's rise. Her friend received word that her mother was dying and she was unable to travel back to Europe to see her for fear. But she was absolutely devastated by it all. Mary wrote this poem to help her friends terrible grieving process. It is absolutely perfect. (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 0 Points Charlie Hamer (10/19/2014 12:24:00 PM)

    This is mine as well, it made me cry the first time I read it.

  • Rookie - 184 Points Kolade Seun (9/14/2014 11:01:00 AM)

    I cant find your grave, but I can see your words. I can see your face. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 39,733 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (8/29/2014 11:29:00 PM)

    Glory to be Allah..such a holy desire..The lamp of heaven is shut when tears drip (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,786 Points Pranab K Chakraborty (8/28/2014 12:57:00 AM)

    Fantastic. So expanded human imagination. Here the art gets its positive arena to inspire life to live. May it be romantic yet its nectar wets the crying soul within sometime. Excellent. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 5,676 Points Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black (8/15/2014 6:34:00 PM)

    a long time favorite poem of my liking...I used to have this poem on a magnet on my refrigerator for many years but the name of the poet wasn't on it..I'm glad that mystery has been solved.. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 764 Points Birgitta Abimbola Heikka (8/6/2014 5:47:00 PM)

    Love the rhythm and message. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 256 Points Skywee Gh (8/3/2014 6:27:00 AM)

    do not stand at my grave and weep is a beautiful piece.very nice and short and meaningful.i like it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 27, 2013


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