North American Indian poem...

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 mornings 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 with you still ~ in each new dawn

Thank you Pathfinder for sending me this poem!!
"It gives me courage to go on......"

not forgotten..
~~ March 20, 1925 - December 19, 1991 ~~

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