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 stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die...

-Anonymous

Have you a Dog in heaven, Lord ?
And do you pat its head ?
Does she sit up and beg each night
Before she goes to bed ?

Does she look up with shining eyes
When she sees Your smiling face ?
Does she wag her stubby tail
When she wants to run and race?

Have you a dog in heaven, Lord ?
Is there room for just one more ?
'Cause my little dog died today;
She'll be waiting at your door

Please take her into heaven, Lord,
And keep her there for me
Just feed her, pet her, love her lord
That's all I'll ask of Thee.

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