Katie Yael Rich. 27 March 1996 - 23 August 2011. San Francisco, California.
"Our Remembrance To my beautiful daughter, Katie, I will never forget that you love me and don't you ever forget that I love you. You will always be in my heart until we meet again, my love."
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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 sun 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 circling flight. I am the soft star-shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.
"Our Remembrance To my beautiful daughter, Katie, I will never forget that you love me and don't you ever forget that I love you. You will always be in my heart until we meet again, my love."
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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 sun 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 circling flight. I am the soft star-shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.
Katie Yael Rich. 27 March 1996 - 23 August 2011. San Francisco, California.
"Our Remembrance To my beautiful daughter, Katie, I will never forget that you love me and don't you ever forget that I love you. You will always be in my heart until we meet again, my love."
***************
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 sun 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 circling flight. I am the soft star-shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.
"Our Remembrance To my beautiful daughter, Katie, I will never forget that you love me and don't you ever forget that I love you. You will always be in my heart until we meet again, my love."
***************
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 sun 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 circling flight. I am the soft star-shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die.
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