Online Memorials

Charlie Lazar

2006 - 2020

“A Poem for the Grieving:
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’s rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the starts that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die…”

-Author Unknown