This post is in memory of my son, who passed away soon after his birth. 15/04/2000-15/04/2000 I would like to share a poem with, anyone that is interested in poetry. Do not stare at my coffin and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep. I am the thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glint in the snow. I am the sunlight on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When u wake in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush. Of quiet birds in circled flight, I am the soft stars that that shine at night. So do not stare at my coffin and cry, For i am not there, I did not die, I but passed on by.