Roy Homer Yaryan was son of William Franklin Yaryan and Delia Ann Dawson.
Roy married 1st Margaret Mason in Huntsville, Alabama.
Married 2nd Edna Lenox.
Before he passed on, Roy wrote out the following poem written by Mary Elizabeth Frye in 1932:
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousands winds that blow.
I am the diamond glits in the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the autumn's gentle hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling 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.
Roy married 1st Margaret Mason in Huntsville, Alabama.
Married 2nd Edna Lenox.
Before he passed on, Roy wrote out the following poem written by Mary Elizabeth Frye in 1932:
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousands winds that blow.
I am the diamond glits in the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the autumn's gentle hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling 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.
Roy Homer Yaryan was son of William Franklin Yaryan and Delia Ann Dawson.
Roy married 1st Margaret Mason in Huntsville, Alabama.
Married 2nd Edna Lenox.
Before he passed on, Roy wrote out the following poem written by Mary Elizabeth Frye in 1932:
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousands winds that blow.
I am the diamond glits in the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the autumn's gentle hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling 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.
Roy married 1st Margaret Mason in Huntsville, Alabama.
Married 2nd Edna Lenox.
Before he passed on, Roy wrote out the following poem written by Mary Elizabeth Frye in 1932:
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousands winds that blow.
I am the diamond glits in the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the autumn's gentle hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling 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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