Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep by Mary Elizabeth Frye.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 .
Father and daughter time. Three to four times a month my daughter and I have daddy daughter days. It is the best day ever with her. I may be my lil gals hero and king but to me she is my all and everything. Love you my daughter