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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 circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
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Angel In The Sky
There is a star in Heaven
and on it is a place,
that's been reserved for you since birth
a place meant for your name.
This star has watched you through the years
but it could not stand alone,
it rested high on angel wings
awaiting your trip home.
You slipped away, I held you close,
your soul flowed through my heart,
I felt your last breath through my tears
I felt your pain depart.
Tonight I looked up to the sky
and there for me to view
was one lone star shining bright
your name was shining too.
You were my angel on this earth,
you're my angel in the sky.
Wait for me, someday you'll see
our names shine side by side.
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With Angels I Play
I haven't really been taken away.
I have only gone with the Angels to play.
I have been given wings with which to fly.
All my troubles have passed me by.
My life in heaven now must start.
But I'll hold your memory in my heart.
Nothing about me will be forgotten.
But now I sleep on billowy clouds of cotton.
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I live among God's creatures now
In the heavens of your mind,
So do not grieve for me, my friend,
As I am with my kind.
My collar is a rainbow's hue,
My leash is a shooting star.
My boundaries are the Milky Way
Where I sparkle from afar.
There are no pens or kennels here
For I am not confined,
But I'm free to roam God's heavens
Among the Doggie kind.
I nap the day on a snowy cloud
Gentle breezes rocking me,
And dream the dreams of earthlings,
And how it used to be.
The trees are full of liver treats,
And tennis balls abound,
And milk bones line the walkways
Just waiting to be found.
There even is a ring set up,
The grass all lush and green;
And everyone who gaits around
Becomes the Best of Breed.
For we're all winners in this place;
We have no faults, you see.
And God passes out those ribbons
To each one, even me.
I drink from waters laced with gold,
My world a beauty to behold;
And wise old dogs do form my pride
To amble at my very side.
At night I sleep in angel's arms,
Her wings protecting me,
And moonbeams dance about us
As stardust falls on thee.
So when your life on Earth is spent
And you stand at Heaven's gate,
Have no fear of loneliness —
For here, you know, I wait.
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Rest in Peace My Sweet Angel 