Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
...........By Mary Elizabeth Frye
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.
Had the pleasure of meeting Marc only a few times through mutual friends. We played in the same fantasy baseball leagues for years, and we had a lot in common. From sports to hip hop, and our love of Big L, we connected on several hobbies. Condolences to the entire family and his close group of friends. Marc was an incredibly solid dude and he will be missed dearly.
You will be missed deeply Marc. I love you and will never forget you. The pain is gone and now you can rest in peace. Whenever I see something related to pool I will be reminded how that was the only thing I could beat you in. You were just too good at everything. King size Oh Henry's are on us now. Play with Roxie for me. Love you Dub T.
Marc, you will be forever loved and forever missed. May you Rest In Peace!
Marc truly was a unique individual. May his love shine through you in your life ahead. His memories will be yours to cherish until you hold each other again. His bless 💔