I am not dead...

I am not dead when I die
I am only sleeping
Sleeping an eternal rest
Happy; so cease your weeping.
My Father's arms are around me
Holding me tenderly as I rest
Do not think my life is over
When I draw my final breath.
When you lay me in the grave
Do not think my life is done;
Rejoice for me, weep tears of joy
For my life has really begun!

(This was written by my uncle, who died a year ago)

Well said, uncle/brother R.I.P.

Yes.....he wrote some really beautiful poetry....losing him was really hard. He was an amazing person!