If you have lost an animal…

…well, it applies to the loss of humans, but I first read it shortly after Pushkin died. The author is anonymous.

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

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

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