Hayley's funeral poem

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 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.

by Mary Elizabeth Frye

This is the beautiful poem written by Mary Elizabeth Frye which was read out at Hayley's Funeral on ITV's Coronation Street.  For other poems suitable for a humanist funeral please see my website at http://inspirationalceremonies.co.uk/funeral-poems