Do not stand and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep.  I am 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 wake in the morning hush, I am the swift, uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft starlight at night.  Do not stand and weep. I am not there, I do not sleep. Thinking of you all. Izabella and Aidy x