In Loving Memory Of JOAN STEWART Dec. 28, 1926 – Sept. 15, 2004 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 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 cry, I am not there. I did not die. We Love and Miss you, Kathy, Mark, Mr. Pitt and Zack
JOAN STEWART
