Do not stand on my grave and weep,
Those are just stones, it is not me.
I am the thousand memories we shared together.
I am the million stars we stared at night.
I am that smile in your face that will stay forever.
I am that morning joy, that midnight fight.
I am eight lines of a short poem,
And I am the sestet that finishes a love sonnet.
Do not stand on my tomb and cry,
To the faithful I did not die.
To the hopeless, I will never return,
But to those who love me I am just born.
So as you stand upon the shore staring at the beautiful sea...
If you ever think of me: Remember me.