Poem text 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
hydrangea and wisteria - both have varied flower colors. Both are also seen in Old Southern landscapes. Hydrangea like rich damp soil with filtered sun. Wisteria will seek out light and do well in full sun.