My favorite part of "One Last Thing"

The lunatic on the street says,

"When you're born you cry and the world is happy. When you die, the world cries... and you are happy. "

What a cool way to look at things!

Cool poem I read related to the VT shootings

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 sun 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 in circled flight. I am the soft stars that shine at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. -Mary Elizabeth Frye