IN LOVING MEMORY OF ROBERT L. MILLER, SR. 1920 – 2019

It was an honor to be asked by the Miller Family to capture the last moments before their beloved father, grandfather, great-grandfather Robert L. Miller, Sr. was laid to rest. Featured at the end of the video is a poem…

IN LOVING MEMORY OF ROBERT L. MILLER, SR. 1920 - 2019

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It was an honor to be asked by the Miller Family to capture the last moments before their beloved father, grandfather, great-grandfather Robert L. Miller, Sr. was laid to rest.

Featured at the end of the video is a poem that Judge Robert L. Miller, Sr. recorded of himself reading and had played at his own funeral service for his family as a final farewell.

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 sunlight 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.

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