I Did Not Die

This poem was read at the funeral of Nicole Brown Simpson.

Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep

Photo by Ryan Hagerty

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 glints on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain.

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;

I am not there, I did not die.

- Mary Elizabeth Frye



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