“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 sun on ripened grain. I am the gentle autumn rain.
Do not stand at my grave and cry. I am not there, I did not die.”
R.I.P. Kathryn Joosten
1939 - 2012