Do not kneel at my grave and weep,
For I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am the sunlight shining on you,
My love for you, so honest and true.
I am the droplets in a summer rain,
That fall on you to ease your pain.
I am the wind that blows through your soul,
To give you strength and make you whole.
You have your life to live and lead,
Please move on and be forever freed.
So, do not kneel at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.
Copyright Shaun Cronick 2019.All Rights Reserved.
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well done, many other great poets such Lorca said similar phrases: So, do not kneel at my grave and cry, I am not there, I did not die. 10+as usual for Shaun, his pen and his amazing inspiration
Thank you Soran for your superb and inspiring comment which is always welcomed sir. I'm glad you enjoyed it and take care my friend. And also enjoy life and poetry. And also thank you for your poem Travels, which is a classic sir.