Flower garden and a poem… in loving memory of my wife, Sara Tan

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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 glint on snow I am the sunlight on ripened grain I am the gentle, gentle autumn rain Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep When you awake in the morning hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight I am the soft, soft starlight, starlight at night Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there, I do not sleep.

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