Mandi

I recently lost my aunt very suddenly. This is dedicated to her memory. You will be deeply missed

 

"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." (Mary Elizabeth Frye)

 

 

Rest in Peace (31.8.1950-5.8.2012)