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Mary Frye wrote this poem in 1932. She had never written poetry before but was moved by the plight of a young German Jewish woman, Margaret Schwarzkopf who was living with her at the time in Baltimore, U.S. She wrote the poem on a brown paper bag. Margaret had been concerned about her mother, who was ill in Germany, but she was warned not to return home because of the growing anti-Semitic unrest. When her mom died she told Mary that she never had the chance to stand by her mother's grave and shed a tear. This is what encouraged Mary to write the poem.
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.
By Mary Frye
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