Crossroads 
Crossroads - Day 2
Do Not Stand By My Grave And Weep
© James Mccreary
Do not stand by my grave and weep,
I am not there... I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow,
I am the winter snow.
I am the autumn leaves that fall,
I am the summer sun on the concert hall.
I am the spring flowers under your feet,
Isn't that neat?
Do not stand by my grave and cry,
I am not there... I do not sleep.
See photo in original gallery.