I Am The Gentle Autumn Rain
This is version of Mary Frye's poem, which I believe is untitled. It is fitting of this anniversary that our family shares with music lovers around the world. It usually helps me get through the loss ...
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(Thank you Isa for finding this artwork!)
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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 sun 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.
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Whatever you are doing today to remember
PETER STEELE® Ratajczyk,
whether it's a meeting at Prospect Park
in front of a tree planted in his honor
or
celebrating mass at Visitation Church in Red Hook
or
playing music really loud in your car in Germany
or
sending good thoughts into the universe in California
Our Family Thanks You For Loving
PETER STEELE®
For Who He Was:
Genius
Friend
Brother
Son
Lover
Buddy
Protector
Jokester
Monster in the Basement
Mentor
Soulmate
Partner in Crime
Bandmate
OURS
Missing You For 2 Years Now
xoxoxo
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