I'm
Not There
Please don’t stand
at my grave and weep.
I’m not there, I do
not sleep.
Though I am gone from
you for a little while,
Think of where I am
and try to smile.
When you look at the
blue expanse above,
Know I’m with God,
embraced in His love.
You may be holding
back tears with all your might,
But the body’s just
a shell, and the spirit takes flight.
Through Jesus Christ
I was saved,
Now I am walking on
streets, all gold paved.
I know this may be
pure folly to you,
But I’m living proof
that every word is true.
So please don’t stand
at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I
did not die.
Copyright ©
Lora McIntosh June 28, 1998 (rev)
E-mail: lora@bctonline.com
(You have my permission freely copy and distribute, but
please
keep my copyright and e-mail address attached. Thank
you.)

