Do Not Stand At My Grave - Poem by Sam Cook
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
My soul has gone and the ground will keep my body till is called upon.
From heaven above to the ground below.
You stand here with your weeping eyes wondering if my soul will live or die.
As you stand at my grave please DO NOT CRY.
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