OPTIONAL POEM CARD ENCLOSURE

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OPTION 1 - "SONG ON THE WIND" (FEMALE version)
Take these wind chimes that we give you,
Hang them high up in a tree.
Let the melody remind you,
Of the spirit that is she.
She would have wanted music
To come and fill our days.
She would bring you laughter,
If there was any sort of way.
There's nothing to replace
The one we knew and loved.
But we can listen for her song of joy,
From the chimes hung up above.
When you hear the wind pass through them,
You'll hear a happy sound.
The notes will fill your heart,
And you'll know that she's around.
Take these wind chimes we bring to you,
Let their music fill the air.
Let them sing a song upon the wind,
And feel her standing there.

OPTION 2 - "SONG ON THE WIND" (MALE version)
Take these wind chimes that we give you,
Hang them high up in a tree.
Let the melody remind you,
Of the spirit that is he.
He would have wanted music
To come and fill our days.
He would bring you laughter,
If there was any sort of way.
There's nothing to replace
The one we knew and loved.
But we can listen for his song of joy,
From the chimes hung up above.
When you hear the wind pass through them,
You'll hear a happy sound.
The notes will fill your heart,
And you'll know that he's around.
Take these wind chimes we bring to you,
Let their music fill the air.
Let them sing a song upon the wind,
And feel him standing there.

OPTION 3 - DO NOT STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP
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.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft star-shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
~ Mary Frye 1932