I give you this one thought to keep
I am with you still - 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 think of me as gone
I am still with you - in each new dawn.
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