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After Glow

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​, ​but one.​By Joyce Grenfell​

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Comfort

​Let your thoughts ​Do not stand ​

​~​well:​

​away,​While you live​

​Frye​

​from our eye.​found here as ​

​me as gone ​leave you, too, in peace.​

​By Mary Elizabeth ​Wipe a tear ​

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​Don’t think of ​And I shall ​

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Every blade in the field,

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Fill Not

​But life goes ​Or a rainbow ​books.​

​"There she comes" – and that is ​But not for ​

​Parting is hell,​

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​to recall,​must:​see a little ​

​well on tribute ​take up a ​it is pleasant ​Weep if you ​

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​At some moment ​I have known,​are missing you​

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Footprints

​Think of me ​Nor, when I’m gone, speak in a ​lost their hue​

​We hope you ​someone at my ​the dead.​

​stone,​The colors have ​~​the moment when ​

​Too long on ​flower, nor inscribe a ​

​quieter now​

​go.​And just at ​thoughts to dwell​

​Break not a ​The world’s a little ​to let it ​

​in me, not in her;​To allow your ​rest of you,​pain​

​it go,​of sight is ​Or your children​die before the ​

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​Over all the ​comes to let ​and total loss ​or your husband​

​If I should ​laughter​

​and, when the time ​The diminished size ​

​Or your wife ​By Joyce Grenfell​echo of your ​

​depends on it;​its destination.​good for you​~​

​And hear the ​your own life ​living freight to ​It is not ​

​our dreams.’​rain​knowing​

​her load of ​much.​

​up home inside ​

​Of sunshine after ​against your bones ​able to bear ​

​But not too ​They simply set ​ray​

​to hold it​And just as ​

God Looked

​sometimes​‘I can’t be sure,’ said Grandad, ‘but it seems​

​smile in every ​is mortal;​

​her,​Think of me ​sky?​

​We’ll see your ​to love what ​

​when I saw ​a little,​

​or in the ​azure blue​

​things:​as she was ​

​Cry for me ​Somewhere down below ​

​In skies of ​to do three ​

​the masts, hull and spars ​dead​

​they die?​Now you’ll fly forever​

​able​as large in ​

​When I am ​go to when ​wanted to​

​you must be ​She is just ​Native American Poem​

​Where do people ​Like you always ​

​this world​

​sight, that is all;​~​By Jeanne Willis​

​you were flying​

​To live in ​Gone from my ​Go safely, go dancing, go running home​

​and Memorial Services​For a second ​

Good-Bye For Now

​By Mary Oliver​my side says, "She is gone!" Gone where?​to be happy​

​Poems for Funerals ​By William Morecomb​

​~​And someone at ​We love you, we miss you, we want you ​~​

​​world, and peace, and dawn’s one star.​

​the horizon,​go​forget.​

​​Joy in the ​

​she fades from ​We let you ​

​And haply may ​​

​are​Till at last ​

​the star maker​remember,​​

​The league-spread, quiring symphonies that ​stand watching her​the hands of ​

​Haply I may ​​song is done, at last we’ll share​

​object and I ​Into the wind’s breath and ​rise nor set,​

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​​Till that calm ​She is an ​go​

​That doth not ​in your heart.​brightness meet. And standing there​

​for the ocean.​We let you ​the twilight​cherishing happy memories ​

​Where gloom and ​breeze and starts ​and the planets​And dreaming through ​

​loved one and ​morn​to the morning ​of the stars ​

​pain:​

He only takes the best

​death of a ​the mystery of ​

​A ship sails ​Into the dance ​

​Sing on, as if in ​times after the ​From dreams into ​

​on the seashore.​

​go​hear the nightingale​

​all the good ​of life re-born​

​I am standing ​We let you ​

​I shall not ​is about remembering ​

​know the sense ​What is dying?​

​sunshine​feel the rain;​

​by Mrs. Lyman Hancock. This short verse ​And I shall ​By Luther F. Beecher​

​of wind and ​I shall not ​

I am not there

​A popular non-religious funeral poem ​asleep:​~​

​Into the freedom ​see the shadows,​​

​to the soul ​there​By Ruth Burgess​

​I shall not ​​

​Where beauty murmurs ​Until you entered ​~​

​wilt, forget.​the smile​deep​

​it perfect​of what you'll become.​

​And if thou ​And remember only ​

​past you’ll come, but from that ​And never was ​

​Live on now, make me proud ​wilt, also remember,​frowned​

​Not from the ​fair;​joy and fun.​

​And if thou ​you can, that I ever ​

​sings.​And flowers blossomed ​

​life filled with ​dewdrops wet;​

​Just forget if ​that wakes and ​there music​

​I've lived a ​With showers and ​mile​

​wood a thrush ​

Treasured Seasons

​And ever was ​smile.​

​grass above me​

​my last weary ​And down the ​

​else depart​

​and try to ​Be the green ​And I travel ​

​rain-wet roses; stir of wings;​And bade all ​Comfort each other ​

​tree:​of my journey​

​There will be ​things​

​a while.​Nor shady cypress ​

​to the end ​behind you.​

​just for lovely ​last for just ​

​head,​

I'm Free

​When I come ​morning hills also ​

​I kept it ​Let your sorrow ​roses at my ​

​​With day-break and the ​of my heart​

​name.​Plant thou no ​​

​shall find you​In a corner ​

​to use my ​

​songs for me;​​summer garden I ​

​tiny garden​Don't be afraid ​Sing no sad ​

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​​In the grey ​I built a ​

​same,​dead, my dearest,​​

​By Siegfreid Sassoon​

​By Beulah B. Malkin​not be the ​

​When I am ​​~​

​~​Although things may ​By Christina Rossetti​

​life.​

​ask is – look for me​

​forget.​at my best.​Song​

​end of your ​And all I ​And haply may ​

​when I was ​~​peace at the ​

​see​remember,​But remember me ​

Miss Me - But Let Me Go

​white wings.​death and finding ​love you cannot ​

​Haply I may ​a test,​is delivered by ​

​being afraid of ​I am the ​rise nor set,​

​days may be ​of His children ​verse. It’s about not ​

​room – I am there​That doth not ​Sometimes our final ​

​As another one ​but powerful funeral ​In your quiet ​

​the twilight​yours to keep.​angels will sing.​

​Island, wrote this short ​people meet​

​And dreaming through ​But memories we've shared are ​arms and the ​

​classics like Treasure ​place where the ​

​pain:​to sleep,​you in his ​

​Robert Louis Stevenson, famous for penning ​In the market ​Sing on, as if in ​

​eyes and gone ​He will hold ​​

​city square​hear the nightingale​

​I've rested my ​of your Lord, your Saviour, and your friend.​​

​hand in the ​I shall not ​

Safely Home

​at ease.​To the feet ​

​a will.​I take you ​

​feel the rain;​I'm peaceful now, put your mind ​

​usher you in.​me down with ​

​street​I shall not ​in the breeze.​

​gates of Heaven, where they will ​And I laid ​

​in the busy ​see the shadows,​

​voice that whispers ​To the pearly ​

​die,​I am there ​

​I shall not ​I'll be the ​

​flown.​

​live and gladly ​the afternoon​

​wilt, forget.​come.​you will be ​

​Glad did I ​And sunlight warms ​And if thou ​

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​winter's chill has ​carry you and ​

​lie.​tall grass grows​wilt, remember,​

​And when the ​White wings will ​and let me ​

​hum and the ​And if thou ​

​summer's sun​flight home.​

​Dig the grave ​Where the insects ​

​dewdrops wet;​you in the ​on your final ​

​and starry sky,​moon​

​With showers and ​I'll be with ​

​During your journey ​Under the wide ​

​to a silver ​grass above me​

​fade.​By Julie Johnson​

​​And salmon leap ​

​Be the green ​them wither or ​

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​flows​tree:​

​Do not let ​life​

​​I am there, where the river ​

​Nor shady cypress ​memories we've made.​

​But celebrate my ​​

​days pass by.​head,​

​Share the happy ​death​

​​And shorter darker ​

​roses at my ​times, laughter, and fun.​

​dwell upon my ​​

​the air​



​Plant thou no ​Remember the good ​Please do not ​
​and comforting.​mist hangs on ​songs for me;​
​always done.​strife​imagery is powerful ​When the morning ​
​Sing no sad ​as you have ​Remember not the ​the 1930s, its beautiful natural ​the frosty sky​

​dead, my dearest,​Speak of me ​fight for breath​Elizabeth Frye in ​are bright in ​When I am ​By Anthony Dowson​Remember not my ​alike. Written by Mary ​And the stars ​By Christina Rossetti​Poem​

​I live on​religious and non-religious funeral services ​

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​one the leaves ​when life is ​

​And I, perchance, may therein comfort ​now all gone​

​​And one by ​

​that I leave ​mine,​The fear is ​gentle autumn rain.​
​cloudy sky​Of happy memories ​unfinished tasks of ​pain, I suffer not​
​I am the ​wind sweeps the ​the sun;​Complete these dear ​
​There is no ​grain.​When the autumn ​who grieve, to dry before ​

​thine.​many years​sunlight on ripened ​are wheeling overhead​tears of those ​weaker hearts than ​For all those ​

​I am the ​And the gulls ​

​I’d like the ​Something to comfort ​
​so blessed​snow.​is high​
​sunny days.​to do​love I was ​
​diamond glint on ​when the tide ​and bright and ​

​and trembling hand ​For with your ​I am the ​Look for me ​and laughing times ​Nerving thy heart ​need for tears​blow.​

​By Iris Hesselden​Of happy times ​

​and smile,​There is no ​

​thousand winds that ​~​
​the ways,​turn to life ​peace, my soul’s at rest​
​I am a ​I am home​whispering softly down ​
​For my sake ​I am at ​sleep.​

​But I’m never alone-​leave an echo ​and weep.​Upon my soul’s sweet fight​there, I do not ​To you, I’m gone,​I’d like to ​the silent dust ​long​I am not ​my own,​

​life is done.​Long vigil by ​

​will, but not for ​and weep,​

​On butterflies’ wings, on wings of ​of smiles when ​

​others, sore undone, who keep​Grieve if you ​at my grave ​
​of a prayer.​leave an afterglow ​Be not like ​
​night​Do not stand ​In the heart ​
​I’d like to ​you here awhile,​Into that gentle ​

​​of a rose,​

​happy one.​die and leave ​have gone​​In the heart ​to be a ​If I should ​me though I ​​me there-​

​memory of me ​Hill​

​Weep not for ​​

​Wherever you look, you will find ​I’d like the ​

​By Mary Lee ​and Memorial Services​
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​who takes care ​By Helen Lowrie ​die.​

​~​people forever, even after death.​

​Of the One ​~​there; I did not ​will die.​love connecting two ​call, the call​into mine.​I am not ​So that leaves ​uplifting funeral poem. It’s a non-religious poem about ​to answer the ​Your hand slip ​and cry,​

​tell you​this comforting and ​

​I have gone ​I feel​

​at my grave ​And I will ​

​Scott Holland wrote ​tall.​then I swear ​Do not stand ​
​end​Oxford professor Henry ​the world is ​But now and ​shine at night.​Why must summer ​

​​as wide as ​Don’t worry I’ll be fine​soft stars that ​You shall ask​​My soul is ​me​I am the ​rich with life.​

​still.​not so small.​

​on ahead of ​in circled flight.​

​Because they are ​to each other, that we are ​

​gone I am ​Yes, you’ve just walked ​Of quiet birds ​
​tell you​Whatever we were ​Where I have ​
​feel your touch.​swift uplifting rush​And I will ​
​you​By Jim Howard​And once more ​

​I am the ​leaves so green​

​and you are ​~​only see you​in the morning's hush​Why are the ​I am I ​many good years.​If I could ​

​When you awaken ​You shall ask​

​next room​we had so ​

​so much​gentle autumn rain.​

​new leaves.​slipped into the ​
​But be thankful ​But I’m missing you ​
​I am the ​To bring about ​
​I have only ​too many tears,​

​I can​grain,​

​tell you​at all,​to me with ​cope the best ​sun on ripened ​And I will ​Death is nothing ​You mustn’t tie yourself ​I try and ​

​I am the ​there for winter​

​​see and do,​

​of their hand.​snow,​

​What reason is ​​many things to ​And let go ​
​diamond glints on ​You shall ask​
​​I have so ​love​

​I am the ​sore earth.​

Let Me Go Poem For Funeral

​​gone, release me, let me go.​the ones you ​blow,​They nourish the ​​When I am ​You must release ​thousand winds that ​tell you​overcome them and ​Unknown​understand​I am a ​

​And I will ​who is at ​

​ This non-religious funeral poem ​Who keep long ​

​die and leave ​​

​happy memories that ​or memorial poem ​
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​loved one, ‘Funeral Blues’ is a sad ​A popular non-religious funeral poem ​Bring out the ​
​from barking with ​​​

​are gone, and is a ​This touching poem ​

​without it (anywhere I go ​I carry your ​​death, making it ideal ​one’s ashes are ​​

​ever matter​All of you ​

​​will be remembered ​

​who has died. It emphasises that ​​

​units to measure ​he live?​​
​beauty of a ​about making the ​of the sky.​
​I have sent ​Because I have ​memories.​
​for a non-religious funeral reading ​But be thankful ​many things to ​
​​cherishing happy memories ​and laughing times ​
​I’d like to ​happy one.​

​​a final farewell.​

​‘Let Me Go’ is a short ​rites in a ​of the road​​non-religious funeral poem ​verse by David ​that she has ​pray that she ​Or you can ​

​the Spirit​It Cannot Invade ​

​Friendship​It cannot Corrode ​

​Limited​Oh, the rapture of ​

​in Jesus' land.​So you must ​
​Pray to trust ​sorely,​Could I have ​
​In the way ​Every dark and ​Did you wonder ​
​passed;​light.​Oh, so happy and ​

​good deeds.​of heart​

​A step on ​And each must ​Miss me – but let me ​your head bowed ​free.​I want no ​to the end ​with me,​Don't lengthen it ​My life's been full, I savored much,​

​with times of ​joy.​

​ If my parting ​must stay that ​

​left it all.​I took His ​

​Don't grieve for ​beautiful in its ​remembering,​
​caring.​And a time ​die.​
​Do not stand ​a quiet room,​the night.​
​the graceful rush​fields of ripening ​

​softly falling snow.​sleep.​

​Do not stand ​God broke our ​make you stay​suffer and saw ​his arms around ​God saw you ​and there will ​face​my heart, you'll stay with ​

​ On starry nights ​joy I have ​

​own.​you.​

​Snow will fall, but I will ​When something has ​



Poems for Funerals and Memorial Services which are beautiful sentiments

In Memoriam

​a dream.​

​Called You Home.​But You Didn't Go Alone​
​Your Weary Eyelids,​Getting Rough,​
​You Would Never​
​He Knew That ​To Rest.​
​And Saw Your ​And He Found ​of​
​and would never ​you left my ​
​troublesome times of ​with​life.​
​ And I noticed ​the​
​at the footprints ​was the Lord's.​
​life. In each scene ​along​
​my life in ​As long as ​
​Understand in your ​used to be.​
​So dry your ​grief,​I've only gone ​
​hearts with pain ​As beautifully as​
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​to mortals​For He is ​

​Another soul has ​

​when life is ​
​who grieve,​

​Of happy times, laughing times,​
​life is done.​happy one,​
​​not let grief ​
​of the person ​​
​others sore undone,​
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​​loved and missed.​
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Weep Not For Me

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​to be a ​​
​loved one’s life as ​free?​I want no ​
​to the end ​​

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​and see all ​your eyes and ​
​is gone​It cannot Conquer ​Courage​
​It cannot Kill ​Hope​

​Cancer is so ​

The White Chariot

​call you Home;​

​You shall rest ​you,​beyond earth's shadows,​
​not grieve so ​on,​me​Oh! But Jesus' love illumined,​
​Heaven at last.​Every restless tossing ​In this everlasting ​
​in Heaven, dear ones;​sorrows in doing ​
​lonely and sick ​Master's plan​must take​shared​
​And not with ​a soul set ​me​When I come ​

​hearts and share ​

​brief;​

​tomorrow.​

​Be not burdened ​with a remembered ​
​close of day.​Tasks left undone ​
​back and I ​for me.​remains forever.​
​everything​A time for ​
​sharing,a time for ​an appointed season,​
​there. I did not ​each lovely thing.​
​I am in ​star shine of ​
​I am in ​I am the ​

​I am the ​there, I do not ​
​THE BEST​rest.​
​we could not ​we watched you​
​So he put ​no more tears, cause we'll have forever​

​again​when I'll see your ​
​Never far from ​heart.​
​Oh what a ​place all your ​
​I will miss ​for you.​

​on,​

​Seems like it's all just ​The Day God ​

Inside Our Dreams

​You​

​So He Closed ​The Road Was ​He Knew That ​
​The Best.​And Lifted You ​Earth​
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​only one set ​The Lord replied, “My precious child, I love you​footprints. I don't understand why ​

​most​

Sing Well!

​to follow you, you would walk ​

​times of my ​set of footprints.​many times along ​
​me, I looked back ​the sand. One was mine, and one​scenes from my ​
​had a dream. I was walking ​I can live ​
​little while.​with a smile.​am now, but as I ​
​relief.​causes pain and ​
​Remember the joy, the laughter, the smiles,​
​Fill not your ​season​
​-Franklin Lee Stevenson​

​And lovely forests, green,​

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

​He always leaves ​In every robin's song;​

​fallen,​that I leave,​tears of those ​
​the ways,​of smiles when ​to be a ​
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​​of the pain ​
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​telephone,​​
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​the idea of ​to recite at ​of the earth.​

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​during their life ​celebrates the life ​as a man, regardless of his ​
​he give?​Not, how did he ​
​​in your final ​Burr wrote this ​
​to be lost ​no sorrow to ​​
​person nearing the ​This beautiful remembrance ​to me with ​
​gone, release me, let me go.​one. It’s a popular ​Helen Lowrie Marshall, an American writer, penned this short ​
​the ways,​of smiles when ​memory of me ​
​​poet Christina Rossetti, about celebrating a ​

​a soul set ​

​me​When I come ​one’s life.​

Remember Me

​funeral of the ​

​poem is based ​open your eyes ​You can close ​
​tears that she ​Eternal Life​
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​of the shade?​Safely home in ​over,​
​joy and beauty​I am home ​
​And bury your ​When you are ​part of the ​

​that we all ​that we once ​
​long​Why cry for ​has set for ​
​free.​Lift up your ​seemed all too ​
​the sunshine of ​too will miss.​Then fill it ​
​peace at the ​To laugh, to love, to work, to play​I turned my ​
​path God laid ​do​You have made ​
​giving.​A time for ​is​
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​I am the ​the morning hush,​
​rain,​

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​you​With tearful eyes ​
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​be a time ​your smile.​
​you'll water my ​same sky,​You held a ​
​memory,​burn with colors ​
​world will go ​gone now,​
​You​

​Hearts To Lose ​

And Why?

​Climb.​

​He Saw That ​Were In Pain​
​He Always Takes ​Arms Around You​
​Down Upon This ​God Looked Around ​
​trial and suffering, where you see ​you most.”​
​set of​that during the ​
​once I decided ​and saddest​
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​of footprints in ​skies flashed​
​One night I ​of you,​
​to rest a ​And look on ​
​Not as I ​and given me ​Although my leaving ​
​in every tomorrow.​-Henry David Thoreau​
​life in its ​Him will lean.​
​fragrant blossoms​takes away​
​have God's promises​
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​whispering softly down ​

You’ve Just Walked on Ahead of Me

​glow​

​memory of me​happy while remembering ​
​life. They ask their ​Hall is written ​silent dust.​
​while,​​
​you forever.​beyond the gap ​​
​life well spent​​
​for a funeral.​W.H. Auden. A mournful acknowledgement ​
​come.​Silence the pianos ​
​clocks, cut off the ​​read in tribute ​
​American poet E.E. Cummings. It’s about keeping ​
​done by only ​(I carry it ​​
​burial or Humanist ​wind. It focuses on ​

​would be ideal ​

Afterglow

​to the rest ​henceforth;​

​​​a person does ​This short non-religious funeral poem ​
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​and finding peace ​poet Amelia Josephine ​on wings,​I shall have ​
​​perspective of a ​many good years.​You mustn’t tie yourself ​
​When I am ​of a loved ​sunny days.​whispering softly down ​
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​It cannot Destroy ​Love​
​Oh, the joy to ​is all completed,​
​Do it now, while life remaineth ​There is work ​
​you dearly still:​dread?​
​tread;​And He came ​

​Trod the valley ​at peace forever,​
​and grief is ​There is perfect ​
​go.​friends we know​
​home.​It's all a ​

​For this journey ​Remember the love ​
​little – but not too ​gloom filled room​
​And the sun ​now; He set me ​
​grief.​Perhaps my time ​

​I wish you ​

Sanctum

​Ah, yes, these things I ​

​void,​I've found that ​
​stay another day.​heard Him call.​
​I'm following the ​For everything You ​parting.​
​loving,a time for ​under heaven –​
​For everything there ​and cry,​
​birds that sing,​the flowers that ​
​circling flight.​I am in ​
​gentle showers of ​a thousand winds ​

​and weep,​

The Sailing Ship

​to us​

​stopped beating,​
​Although we loved ​whispered, “Come with me”.​
​a cure was ​when I'll hold you ​voice and there ​But there will ​
​the light of ​On rainy days, in many ways ​were beneath the ​
​life without you.​Summer wind, breathing in your ​Leaves will turn, my eyes will ​
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​Lord about it. “Lord, you said that​at the lowest ​life and there ​to my surprise ​
​scene of my ​sets​the Lord, and across the ​all of you.​
​love of each ​I've only gone ​you all​
​me,​eased my hurt ​little while.​
​But remember me ​up.​

​Lays down its ​

My Journey's Just Begun

​When we on ​

​He leaves the ​And though He ​But still we ​
​-Carol Mirkel​
​the sun,​sunny days.​
​leave an echo​leave an after ​

​I'd like the ​

To Those Whom I Love and Those Who Love Me

​strive to be ​

​the end of ​by Mary Lee ​
​vigil by the ​you here a ​​
​will stay with ​is about seeing ​true content.​
​To know a ​​but moving poem ​

​by beloved poet ​

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​coffin, let the mourners ​

​a juicy bone,​Stop all the ​​
​popular poem to ​is by famous ​you go, my dear; and whatever is ​heart with me ​
​​for a woodland ​spread into the ​
​This moving non-religious funeral poem ​But it’s only fair ​on the air ​
​​after their death.​
​the good deeds ​​
​the worth​Not, what did he ​
​​life well-lived.​
​most of life ​
​American 20th Century ​
​up my gladness ​

​loved life,​

I Am There

​​

​or eulogy, written from the ​we had so ​see and do,​
​​after the death ​
​and bright and ​leave an echo ​I’d like to ​
​​​but uplifting non-religious funeral poem ​
​gloom filled room​And the sun ​​
​about being grateful ​Harkins and was ​left​
​will come back​smile because she ​~ Source Unknown​
​the Soul​It cannot Destroy ​

​Faith​It cannot Cripple ​
​that meeting,​When that work ​not idly stand;​
​our Father's Will.​For I love ​one doubt or ​
​so hard to ​fearful glade.​
​I so calmly​I am now ​All the pain ​
​so bright!​Miss me – but let me ​Go to the ​
​the road to ​go alone,​go.​
​low,​Miss me a ​

​rites in a ​of the road​God wanted me ​
​now with undue ​Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.​

​sorrow,​

Idyll

​A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss.​

​has left a ​way.​I could not ​
​hand when I ​me, for now I'm free.​time​
​a time for ​A time for ​
​for everything​-Mary Frye​at my grave ​I am the ​
​I am in ​Of birds in ​grain.​
​I am the ​I am in ​at my grave ​
​hearts to prove ​A golden heart ​you fade away.​
​you and​were getting tired,​be a day ​
​and I'll hear your ​me, so I'll wait.​
​I will glimpse ​known.​
​Just knowing you ​I can't imagine my ​
​recall your warmth.​died within me.​

​How can it ​

(An Excerpt From) In Blackwater Woods

​I can't believe that ​

​For Part Of ​And Whispered ‘Peace Be Thine'​

​And The Hills ​Get Well On ​
​You Were Suffering​God's Garden Must ​
​Tired Face,​An Empty Place.​
​footprints, I was carrying ​

​leave you. During your times ​side​
​my life there ​me all the ​
​I asked the ​that it was ​path of my ​
​in the sand, and​When the last ​

​I noticed two ​

Collected Poems for Poems for Funerals and Memorial Services Remembering your Loved One

​the beach with ​the hearts of ​I have the ​hearts,​Because, I will remember ​eyes and remember ​My going has ​to rest a ​and sorrow,​

​It was taken ​the forest​new found comfort​The bright sun's kindly ray.​in His Heaven​gone​



​done.​to dry before ​
​and bright and ​​I'd like to ​​I'd like to ​
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