by jenny greer
do not stand at my dog house and weep.
i am not there.
i do not sleep.
for i am a thousand winds that blow and diamond glints upon the snow.
i am the sun on ripened grain the soft and autumn rain,i am the swift uplifling rush of quiet birds in circleing flight.the timeless
star's that shine at night. so,do not stand at my dog house and cry.for i'm not there- i did not die mommey ,i'm in your mind and heart and soul.............
mommy will always love you my lady by:Jenny