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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 gentle Autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s rush, I am the swift uplifting rush

R.I.P Carol-Lea Edward

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This video is a bit of a timeline of Mums life from the photos that I have.

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  • 1. 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 gentle Autumn rain. When you awaken in the mornings rush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds of circling flight. I am the soft star that shines at

2. R.I.P Carol Lea Edward 22/06/1960 20/02/2013