Here lies
Uta Susanna Burke, geb. Kramer
Aged 100 years
Hath done what she wanted to do
From a gravestone in an old English churchyard
Adapted to my life
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not here, I do not sleep.
I am the journals from my youth
I am my poems full of truth
I am the stories in my books
I am my slowly fading looks
I’m in my lovely daughter’s sigh
I am the soul in my pets’ eye
I have loved and lived and tried it all
I can rest now in my fall
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there, I did not die.
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