November 11th, 2002

little review

Poem for the Day

Changed in honor of Veterans' Day. Okay, so it's hokey, it seemed appropriate. Also, it made me think of a certain fictional character, which put a smile on my face. This is supposedly by Mary E. Frye but there are also those who claim it was originally Irish or Native American, so I don't know whom to credit.

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 sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled 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.

In the morning I'm going to get my LOTR DVD and be useless for the rest of the day! This made me howl and shriek. Some of my friends will know why. Others will howl and shriek anyway. And discovered by divineway: Collapse )