Mary Elizabeth Frye

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

Mary Elizabeth Frye Poems

1. Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep 12/31/2002

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  • B m l (6/11/2019 6:44:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem

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  • George Mtunga (4/25/2019 1:30:00 PM)

    I really love this poem,,it remind me of my late sister who died of cancer six years ago.

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  • George Mtunga (4/25/2019 1:30:00 PM)

    I really love this poem,,it remind me of my late sister who died of cancer six years ago.

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  • Anthony Leslie Stewart (3/24/2019 2:15:00 AM)

    So simple, so profound.

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  • Sydney Simmons (3/4/2019 6:33:00 PM)

    I really like this poems. I brings me joy whenever I read it. I think deep down inside of me whenever I sleep. Do not stand at my grave and weep.

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  • Jim in Hayward (2/18/2019 7:23:00 PM)

    Really perfect for those agnostic (me) and athetists grieving and concerned about future deaths including ones own. We are made of starstuff and to starstuff we shall return.

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  • Naomi Fleck (12/10/2018 2:38:00 PM)

    wow, this poem is really interesting

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  • valentin savin (11/10/2018 2:15:00 AM)

    Such a great and poignant poem. It's only the words but probably not what she really thought. In my mind she just wanted to console the mourners. Knowing that time can soothe.

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  • Nidhi Sood (9/13/2018 11:22:00 AM)

    Could anyone please tell me how to add a poem to my favourites

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  • Tuftyaurelius (9/9/2018 7:32:00 PM)

    Of course she’s right but...I believe in the afterlife and the spiriiual world!
    I still weep at my dead son’s gravestone.
    Cemeteries, gravestones, monuments, memorials, cenotaphs for the LIVING BEREAVED? Do we now carry virtual graves in our heads? 🤔

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Best Poem of Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

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.

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