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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