Dianne James

Dianne James

I give you this, one thought to keep
I am with you still, 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 encircled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not think of me as gone -
I am with you still, in each new dawn