In loving memory of my beautiful mother!!
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
Across Northrend's bright and shining snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
On Westfall's fields of golden grain.
I am in the morning hush,
Of Stranglethorn's jungle, green and lush.
I am in the drums loud and grand,
The thunderous hooves across Nagrand.
I am the stars warmly gleaming,
Over Darnassus softly dreaming.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die!!
Written by Britanny Gallet
Posted on 03-27-13
