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 shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there; I did not die.

This poem is engraved on Thomas MEDLIN's grave in Texas.

Thomas MEDLIN landed on June 6, 1944 at UTAH BEACH with C Co, 359th Infantry Regiment, 90th Division and came back once in 1987.
He wants to come back in 1989 with his familly but an heart attack took him away some months later.