Poems.

Mary Elizabeth Frye 

Do not stand at my grave and weep~

Do not stand at my grave and weep,

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am in a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glint on snow,

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you hear awaken in the mornings hush

I am the swift, uplifting rush

Oh quiet birds circled in flight

I am the stars that shine at night,

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there, I did not die.

I wish I was a Mermaid

Summer Roberts~

I wish I was a mermaid

And friends with all the fish

A shiny tail and seashells

That would be my wish

e.e cummings

I carry your heart with me~

I carry your heart with me [ I carry it in my heart ]

I am never without it 

Anywhere I go, you go my dear

And whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling

I fear no fate, [for you are my fate, my sweet]

I want no world [for beautiful you are my world, my true]

And it's you are whatever a moon has always meant

And whatever a sun will always sing is you

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows

Here is the root of the root, 

And the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky

Of a tree called life ; which grows higher

Than the soul can hope or mind can hide

And this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart with me [ I carry it in my heart ]

There is a tide in the affairs of men

William Shakespeare - Julius Caesar~

There is a tide in the affairs of men.

Which, taken at flood, leads on to fortune;

Omitted, all the voyage of their life

Is bound in shallows and in miseries.

On such a full sea are we now afloat, 

And we must take the current when it serves,

Or lose our ventures.