Dag 3 - Favorittdiktet ditt

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.

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3 kommentarer

Thea Kristine Finstad

13.05.2011 kl.19:39

Jeg vet ikke helt, det finnes så mange fine! Har funnet noen favoritter, men ikke ETT, hehe (:

Anita Skogmo

14.05.2011 kl.00:45

Kjempe fint dikt!
det var kjempe fint!

-hmmm.. jeg vet ikke..

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