Beloved son and brother
"We will always miss you"
"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's gilt on the 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 stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there I did not die.