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peaceful memories, your love is that wakes and
take up a
life is done.
, You left us
wood a thrush And other voices
of smiles when ,
called you homeAnd down the
her coming,
Warm Summer Sun
leave an afterglow
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In the grey
of sight is ~the funeral, our funeral home
loved you dearly; in death we By Siegfreid Sassoon
and total loss into mine.to her during
In life we ~
The diminished size Your hand slip to pay tribute name,
ask is – look for meits destination.
I feelwant additional ways
to call your And all I living freight to
then I swear
Love Is Immortal
And if you God was going
seeher load of
But now and true.
that morning that love you cannot
able to bear Don’t worry I’ll be fine
need to be We little knew I am the
And just as me
you aren’t a poem. Your words only again.
room – I am there
her,
on ahead of for your mom. It doesn’t matter if
have healed you
In your quiet when I saw
Yes, you’ve just walked If you’re feeling inspired, write a poem
For God’s loving arms
people meetas she was
feel your touch.away.
painplace where the
the masts, hull and spars And once more
dead, she is just have no more
In the market as large in
only see youShe is not
But now you city square
She is just If I could
way, I say;away.
hand in the sight, that is all;so much
still the same would not go
I take you Gone from my
But I’m missing you Think of her
An illness that
streetmy side says, "She is gone!" Gone where?I can
of heresilence everyday,in the busy
And someone at
Why?
cope the best
of there, as the love You suffered in
I am there
the horizon,I try and
In the love A real mum, through and through.
the afternoonshe fades from
of their hand.faring on, as dear
you,
And sunlight warms
Till at last
And let go Think of her
we think of tall grass growsstand watching her
love
Dear Lovely Death
the glad return-
Memories unfold as
hum and the object and I
the ones you
From the old-time step and
go away.Where the insects
She is an
You must release yearnThat will never
moonfor the ocean.
understand
And you-oh you, who the wildest within my heart
to a silver
breeze and starts And I’ve got to
There is No Light Without a Dawning
there.But there’s an ache
And salmon leap to the morning
By Joyce Grenfellbe, since she lingers
everyday,flowsA ship sails
~Its needs must I do it
I am there, where the river on the seashore.
living.fair
is easy,days pass by.
I am standing
Our Lives Matter
be with the
dreaming how very Because remembering her And shorter darker
What is dying?Let your thoughts And left us
for a while.the airBy Luther F. Beecher
While you liveland;And hold her
mist hangs on ~leave you, too, in peace.
into an unknown upon her cheek,When the morning
thereAnd I shall She has wandered
Place a kiss the frosty skyUntil you entered
peace
An extract from Charlotte’s Web
wave of hand
turns to smile,are bright in it perfectLeave me in
smile and a And when she And the stars And never was
long.
With a cheery miss her,
are barefair;But not for
away.I love and when the trees
And flowers blossomed to recall,dead, she is just Tell her that
Look for me there musicit is pleasant
That she is
Heartstrings
they’re from me.
are shedAnd ever was At some moment
not sayAnd tell her
one the leaves else depart
in lifeand I will my Mother’s arms
And one by And bade all
As I was I cannot say
Place them in cloudy skythingsnow and again
Collected Poems for Funerals and Life Celebrations which are also beautiful sentiments
to me.bunch for me.wind sweeps the just for lovely Think of me that dear mother Please pick a When the autumn I kept it the dead.
And He gave in Heaven, Lord,are wheeling overheadof my heartToo long on wonderful mother,
Poems for Funerals and Memorial Services which are beautiful sentiments
In Memoriam
If roses grow
And the gulls In a corner
thoughts to dwellGod made a
well:
is hightiny garden
To allow your see;found here as
when the tide I built a
Or your childrenfair roses you Services can be
Look for me By Beulah B. Malkin
or your husbandIn her cheeks
Funerals and Memorial By Iris Hesselden
~Or your wife
shining stars,for Poems for
~forget.good for you
He placed bright Likewise, more great resources
I am homeAnd haply may
It is not In her eyes
books.
But I’m never alone-
remember,
much.
pure gold;cards and guest
To you, I’m gone,Haply I may
But not too her heart of
well on tribute
my own,rise nor set,
sometimesAnd He moulded
to assist you. They also work On butterflies’ wings, on wings of
That doth not
Think of me sunshine.
Memorial Services gathered of a prayer.
the twilighta little,
smile of the
for Funerals and In the heart
And dreaming through Cry for me
He made her collection of Poems
of a rose,
pain:dead
Weep Not For Me
never grows old;have enjoyed this In the heart
Sing on, as if in When I am
A mother who We hope you me there-
hear the nightingale
Native American Poemwonderful mother,
~Wherever you look, you will find
I shall not ~God made a
go.of us all.
feel the rain;Go safely, go dancing, go running home
all our love.to let it
who takes care I shall not to be happy
And give her it go,
Of the One see the shadows,
We love you, we miss you, we want you we miss her,
comes to let call, the callI shall not
goTell her how
and, when the time
The White Chariot
to answer the
wilt, forget.We let you mother up above;
depends on it;I have gone And if thou the star maker
To our dear your own life tall.
wilt, remember,the hands of
Sweet Jesus, take this message,knowingthe world is And if thou
Into the wind’s breath and all.against your bones as wide as
dewdrops wet;
go
for one and
to hold itMy soul is
With showers and We let you
And a smile is mortal;not so small.
grass above meand the planets
sunshine,to love what
gone I am Be the green
of the stars so full of
things:
Where I have
tree:Into the dance
Of a face to do three
By Jim HowardNor shady cypress
gorecall,
able~
head,We let you
Sweet memories we you must be
many good years.roses at my
sunshine
upon her picture,this world
Inside Our Dreams
we had so
Plant thou no of wind and As we look
To live in But be thankful songs for me;
Into the freedom
in return.By Mary Olivertoo many tears,
Sing no sad
Sing Well!
By Ruth Burgess
She asks nothing ~to me with
dead, my dearest,~loving kindness,
world, and peace, and dawn’s one star.You mustn’t tie yourself
When I am of what you'll become.For all her
Joy in the see and do,
By Christina Rossetti
Live on now, make me proud will return,
are
many things to
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
and Memorial Servicesjoy and fun.
To mother you The league-spread, quiring symphonies that I have so
Poems for Funerals life filled with forsake you,
song is done, at last we’ll sharegone, release me, let me go.~
I've lived a When other friends Till that calm
When I am done.smile.
same to you.brightness meet. And standing there
Unknownwhen life is
and try to Will be the
Where gloom and ~
that I leave Comfort each other world,
mornbut one.Of happy memories
a while.in all the the mystery of
This earth is
Leavetaking
the sun;last for just
No other friend From dreams into many facets,
who grieve, to dry before Let your sorrow
true;of life re-bornLife holds so
tears of those name.Patient kind and
know the sense My journey’s just begun.I’d like the
to use my have one motherAnd I shall
away,sunny days.Don't be afraid
You can only asleep:
me as gone
and bright and same,the same,
Remember Me
to the soul
Don’t think of and laughing times not be the
is broken, and nothing seems Where beauty murmurs
By Ellen BrennemanOf happy times
Although things may Our family chain deep
~the ways,at my best.
at our sidepast you’ll come, but from that dying.
whispering softly down when I was cannot see you, you are always
Not from the "There she comes" – and that is
leave an echo But remember me And though we
sings.glad shout,
I’d like to days may be still our guide,
eyes and gone voice that whispers summer's sun
Do not let always done.with Photo and
mine,Something to comfort turn to life
others, sore undone, who keepHillI am not
soft stars that I am the grain,
I am the there; I do not Frye
But life goes usual selves that
flower, nor inscribe a
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By Joyce Grenfell
‘I can’t be sure,’ said Grandad, ‘but it seemsgo to when ~
rise nor set,Sing on, as if in
see the shadows,And if thou tree:
songs for me;Song
As another one of your Lord, your Saviour, and your friend.flown.
on your final But celebrate my
Remember not the your thoughts
pain, I suffer not
love I was
And Why?
I am at
nightand Memorial Services
tell yourich with life.
Why are the And I will
They nourish the You shall ask
Wipe a tear cloud
singing softlyThe world’s a little
And hear the
We’ll see your Like you always
found here as books.
Life Celebrations gathered understand.
and all the for love wraps
leave us;of that.trying to lift
mess,After all, what’s a life, anyway?
thing.~
do with our be light.
in times of
the warmth of By M. Maureen KilloranOut of a
For those who
You’ve Just Walked on Ahead of Me
And beyond the
and Life CelebrationsDear lovely Death,
To make it Never to kill~
that would have that there is
be ableWhy?move on
I am learning your face
that remain.By embracing the
to say themI am learning
In a new I Am Learning created by love
love can fade,
You can never ~May you rest
of living and and smiles of
and warmth of
Afterglow
~I am but
Why should I There is absolute that it ever Death is Nothing
Green sod above,By Walt WhitmanI am in no after, no before.
Sometimes our final I've rested my I'll be the you in the
memories we've made.as you have Funeral Memorial Card unfinished tasks of
to doFor my sake Be not like By Mary Lee
and cry,I am the in the morning's hushsun on ripened
blow,
I am not By Mary Elizabeth
Song
Parting is hell,
But be the Break not a
~sky?
Where do people forget.That doth not
hear the nightingaleI shall not
dewdrops wet;Nor shady cypress
Sing no sad ~
angels will sing.To the feet
you will be During your journey
deathfight for breath
things out of There is no
For with your Upon my soul’s sweet fight
Into that gentle Poems for Funerals
And I will Because they are
You shall askthere for winter
tell youNative American Poem
you and gentlysee a little
The birds are
Sanctum
pain
rainazure blue
you were flyingServices can be
cards and guest for Funerals and and touch, we shall all
tearshave cherished, live on forever,
love go away, they never really stand a little
By helping you, perhaps I was something of a
you.is a tremendous
possible after all.that what we
darkness, there always will
The Sailing Ship
that
to gather in
~away
….a springPoems for Funerals the same
This suffering flesh,things under wingdone.
or "did" or "didn’t do"knowwe may never
~the strength to
better place.never again see
Through the memories how to liveKnowing I got away.how to live~
But the energy The feeling of hard you try,God’s embracedown
Into the cycle Into the sadness Into the darkness corner.
sight?negligible accident?ever was.Life means all
~ Blow softly here.~
to be free.No coming, no goingyours to keep.
at ease.come.
I'll be with
My Journey's Just Begun
Share the happy
Speak of me ~Complete these dear
and trembling hand
and weep.you here awhile,
~at my grave
in circled flight.
To Those Whom I Love and Those Who Love Me
When you awaken
I am the thousand winds that
and weep~must:
Sunday voice,rest of you,our dreams.’
or in the By Jeanne WillisAnd haply may
the twilight
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I shall not
wilt, forget.With showers and head,
dead, my dearest,white wings.arms and the usher you in.
carry you and By Julie Johnsondwell upon my
Remember not my Put now these many years
need for tearslong
have gone~
endtell you
new leaves.What reason is
And I will
And Why?
We’ll think of
Each time we
I Am There
lost their hue
Over all the Of sunshine after In skies of
For a second Funerals and Memorial
funeral tribute mass collection of Poems we can see
Although it’s difficult now, someday beyond our Those whom we When those we
Heaven knows anyone’s life can flies.A spider’s life can’t help being
because I liked my friend. That in itself caring world is
convictionIn times of to our belief
of our grieving,day
Have only gone once more sing
No winter without ~But not again
thingThat taketh all could do was
"could have done"But we do
The truth is,to bear.It gives me
You’re in a Knowing I will live on
I am learning left unsaidYou were taken
I am learning To live.
give,can’t dieNo matter how
straight home in We lay you
down
Idyll
down
By Ruth Burgessjust round the am out of
death but a same as it Holland
Good night, good nightWarm southern wind,
in me.I release you HanhBut memories we've shared are
I'm peaceful now, put your mind winter's chill has fade.
times, laughter, and fun.By Anthony Dowsonyou.
thine.Nerving thy heart the silent dust
die and leave die.Do not stand
Of quiet birds gentle autumn rain.
snow,I am a
at my grave So . . . sing as well!
Weep if you Nor, when I’m gone, speak in a
die before the
(An Excerpt From) In Blackwater Woods
up home inside
Somewhere down below and Memorial Services
remember,And dreaming through
feel the rain;And if thou
grass above meroses at my
When I am
is delivered by you in his
gates of Heaven, where they will White wings will
~Please do not I live on
now all goneFor all those
There is no
Collected Poems for Poems for Funerals and Memorial Services Remembering your Loved One
will, but not for me though I will die.Why must summer And I will To bring about You shall askdead leaves~
soaring highare missing youThe colors have laughterrayNow you’ll fly forever
1. Mother In Heaven
By William Morecombfor Poems for
work well on have enjoyed this
and all that heart.
us now, wherever we are.Uknown
a trifle.trapping and eating little while, we die.
webs for you You have been
and that a fast to the
for laughter.giving stubborn witness
from the diversity Into a brighter
a whileOur hearts will
Riceother name.
less,Into some other
2. Dearest Mum
Dear lovely DeathAll that love "should have done" or
sure why.
ask.pain much easier
Knowing you’re in God’s carepeace knowinghow to live
Knowing that you that I shed.With the things
Since that dayby Jamey Wysockicontinues
3. The Broken Chain
can cease to Because pure energy energy andMay you run again
We lay you We lay you and Life Celebrations
somewhere very near,mind because I What is this It is the
By Henry Scott Good night, dear heart, Shine kindly here,And you are
close,by Thich Nhat a test,
to sleep,in the breeze.And when the
them wither or Remember the good Poem
4. Irish Funeral Prayer
And I, perchance, may therein comfort weaker hearts than
and smile,Long vigil by
If I should there; I did not shine at night.
swift uplifting rushI am the
diamond glints on sleep.
Do not stand on
I have known,stone,
If I should They simply set
they die?Poems for Funerals
Haply I may pain:
I shall not wilt, also remember,Be the green
Plant thou no By Christina Rossettiof His children
He will hold
To the pearly flight home.
lifestrife
In your memory The fear is
5. Wonderful Mother
so blessedpeace, my soul’s at rest
Grieve if you Weep not for
So that leaves You shall askleaves so green
tell yousore earth.What good are
from our eye.Or a rainbow And our hearts
quieter nowecho of your smile in every
wanted towell:
Likewise, more great resources to assist you. They will also We hope you
6. Away
world’s wrongs; beyond the cloudsitself around the they are with
~up my life with all this
We’re born, we live a I wove my By E. B. White
lives mattersMay we hold sadness, there is room
this communityWe come together restless, care worn world
leave us for dark horizonBy Helen Steiner
Change is thy either more or
Only to changeBy Langston Hughes
changed that why.no single
to know for That’s what we And makes the
how to liveAnd I have I am learning
painWith every tear how to live
wayHow To LoveIs immortal and And the body kill love
Love is pure in peace, in fulfilment, in lovingdying and rising our memoriesthe earthPoems for Funerals waiting for you, for an interval,be out of and unbroken continuity.meant.at Al
