Tuffie, May peace be with you.

I am sending my heartfelt condolances and I would like to offer this poem for Tuffie's friends and family. I believe it has a comforting message and I like the sentiment. I hope Tuffie would like it too.

At My Grave

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 glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling 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 E. Frye (1932)