
| Lioness Heather MacAuley May 22 1958 - August 16 2007 |
| Heather |
| Hope Prayer 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 the ripened grain I am the gentle Autumn's rain. When you awaken in the morning hush, I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. |
