Pip... RAY!

Happy Birthday Daddy Kewl.

We love you.


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 in the softly falling snow.
I am in the gentle showers of rain,
I am in the fields of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the gentle rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am in the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.

~Mary Elizabeth Frye

7 comments:

Mama Zen said...

We'll be thinking of you today.

katef said...

Celebrate hard Kewl girls.. you and Daddy Kewl deserve it!

Alison said...

Thanks ladies. We had lots of birthday celebrations, including a singing birthday candle that WOULD NOT STOP! Heat activated - and after 2 hours in the freezer it was still going strong!

M+B said...

I'm glad you celebrated. Hugs to the four of you, am thinking of you xoxox

rhubarbwhine said...

Thinking of you all. xxx

•´.¸¸.•¨¯`♥.Trish.♥´¯¨•.¸¸.´• said...

thinking of you.I carry this verse in my purse always ...
Daddy Kewl made his mark I see even the freezer couldn't keep his from celebrating.

I hope you had a 'peace'filled day too Al.

Lin said...

What an absolutely beautiful poem. Happy birthday Daddy Kewl.