In Memory of Carolyn Winer

Our friend Carolyn Winer passed away. She was a vibrant and beautiful lady, and she did not let anyone know she was dying of a rare lung illness. She lived her last year to the very end, enjoying the gift and beauty that is this life. She now rests with her wonderful husband Jack, a dear friend of my husband, brother and friend Jerry from high school fraternity days at NYMA. She was and still is Jack's "Princess."

Here is the poem that was read at her funeral.

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 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 weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die.

I am the song that will never end.
I am the love of family and friend
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of the Father who knows him best.

Whey you see the sunset fair
I am the scented evening air
I am the joy of a task well done,
I am the glow of the setting sun.

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die.

~Author unknown~