Juliana Laree Snyder

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 the ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush...
of quite birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine the night.

Do not think of me as gone...
I am with you still, in each new dawn.