Letter to Dad...
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on 09 9th, 2011 | 2 Comments
Today, I’m about a week from the anniversary of the last time I saw my Dad. I’m nervous… but today I read a poem by Mary Elizabeth Frye.
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...