Friday, May 25, 2012

My sister-in-law passed away so we made a beautiful urn in her memory. I etched a poem on it that I would like to share.

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 Autumn rain.

When you wake in morning hush.
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I did not die.

Pat's is in the earthy colors. I also have two more images of urns that we have made so if you have any need for an urn let us know. Life continues. Enjoy yours!

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful urn, beautiful poem. Love you guys! Molly