IN LOVING MEMORY OF WESLEY ADAM CLARKJune 18, 1982 - March 6, 1999
"Don't Cry For Me"
Author unknown
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 sunlight on ripened grain;
I am the gentle autumn's 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 star that shines at night. Do not stand at my grave and
cry. I am not there; I did not die.