Marion Smith Bridgeford was the daughter of Walter Leon Smith and Mary Eliza "Mamie" Purchase. She lived a difficult life with courage, grace and humor. Marion had two daughters, Evelyn Maude Bridgeford and Virginia Mamie Bridgeford.
Marion's granddaughter Terry Broberg-Swangin found this clipping in Marion's Bible:
"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 soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die."
Marion's granddaughter Terry Broberg-Swangin found this clipping in Marion's Bible:
"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 soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die."
Marion Smith Bridgeford was the daughter of Walter Leon Smith and Mary Eliza "Mamie" Purchase. She lived a difficult life with courage, grace and humor. Marion had two daughters, Evelyn Maude Bridgeford and Virginia Mamie Bridgeford.
Marion's granddaughter Terry Broberg-Swangin found this clipping in Marion's Bible:
"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 soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die."
Marion's granddaughter Terry Broberg-Swangin found this clipping in Marion's Bible:
"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 soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die."
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