Do not stand at my grave and weep poem analysis

Answer:

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 sun 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.

Mary Elizabeth Frye

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Explanation:

It’s what we want to believe. We don’t cry because our loved one is dead, we cry because we won’t ever see or talk to them again and we will miss them. We are crying for ourselves. Someone sent me this poem in a sympathy card when my sister died 3 years ago. I can still recite it by heart and that is why it is a classic, it speaks to our hearts and tells us what we want to hear. Our loved one is not really dead

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