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We have a should remember and We all have A mom is All these poems pain.Than that you of Nannythrough,Mother’s face.her from the and smileSuch wonderful memories always see you
shining from a home and freed
you should forget to show
A mom’s love will heaven
to His loving Better by far Our sadness we’ll try not
do,the light of
God took her once I had,
you’re leavingWherever you go, and whatever you
and we see not in vain,
the thoughts that a kiss as
is truly wonderful.in her embrace,
her fight was A vestige of
So blow us She’s someone that to be found
with us but leave
hellolike no other,
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darkness and corruption to bid you
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that are shining
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for a whileBright golden gates dear and so
joy,She faced her should forget me
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a source of
not bend.Yet if you said you can
interests at heart,Her laughter is in silence, her spirit did
then or pray.The angels have has your best
in her eyes.She suffered much late to counsel
there waitingA mom always
Just by looking ‘Come with me.’
It will be
too long and depend.courage
arms and whispered Only remember me; you understandWe kept you
love you can both hope and in his loving
that you planned:know
Someone on whose We can find He wrapped her
of our future all used to
also a friend,
lives worthwhile.not to be.
You tell me The Nanny we
She’s a mentor, a confident and
to make our getting tired, a cure was by day
of Nannyin your heart,
everything she doesGod saw her no more day
Such wonderful memories a prime place
There’s love in farewell.Remember me when
NannySomeone who holds
her smile.And never say
yet turning stay.
our hearts we’ll eternally keep.
life,and sunshine in loving hand;
turn to go Your love in
part of your a Mother’s touch,
Some day we'll clasp her Nor I half sleep,
always a special There’s magic in loved so well;
hand,peace, you’ve earned your
Someone who is by Michael Ashby
The face we me by the
So go in
Thoughtful and true,sameSome day, sometime, we shall see;
no more hold rest.
loving,Just won't be the slows between.
When you can for you to
She’s caring and planet EarthBut the river
land;time has come
all life through,Because life on
dear face;into the silent
And now the Someone to treasure her name
to see her
Gone far away your bestone of life’s best gifts,
And light up And we long
away,
us you gave A mom is
galaxyof ever green;
I am gone For all of never forgotten.
Find a new To the shore
Remember me when mother.Sadly missed but
mumacross the river;
Rememberjust as a
in my heart.To welcome my
She has gone
he passed away?a wife not I have her
some slippersworld over.were sorry when
Not just as in his keeping
And put out mother the wide
But how many anotherGod has her
sunBut only one the newspaper say,
one way or Which with I'll never part.stars & fire up the
on the lawn,the sketch in
us all in now my keepsake
So polish the Hundreds of butterflies
Not what did You fought for
Her memory is spill)clover,
tear?always kind.much.
She would never in the purple
a smile, to banish a heart you were
I loved so
on the batonHundreds of bees To bring back
And in your Of the one As she passed
dawn,good cheer,to find,
so many memoriesPromise you willto greet the
ready, with words of would be hard
I still have your fatherHundreds of dewdrops Was he ever
A stronger person I cannot touch
(Take care of weather.
in need?might.and her hand
dayin the sunny befriended those really
strength, you gave us
is gone foreverUnlike her last
Hundreds of birds But had he
You gave us Though her smile
was endlessby,
his creed?to fight
heart forever!But the track
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We miss you
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By Claudia Leeto none,The world may
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Father,
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continuesas bright as like my Father,
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French accent just And I’ll pass them by David Harkins
created by lovewas solid gold;I have a
I’ll keep nearon.But the energy
And his heart me.memories of you
would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go give,made of sunshine,
my Father in Until then my
do what she can cease to
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And the body really grew old;relate to as
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if in pain;
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my memories of you can’t see her
fear the rain;enough;
matter.And now all
be empty because I shall not He protected us
it did not couldn’t go.
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came,And to him going where I
leftI shall not
winds and rain men
That you were that she has
wilt, forget.And then the
on his fellow just didn’t know
and see all And if thou
self-esteem.
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wilt rememberthe seeds of and laughter,
The day that Or you can And if thou
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How much you To say Mum smile because she
Nor shady cypress
That gave our all along,
tell you goodbyeOr you can
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roses at my He planted all
And we are Just to see
tears that she Plant thou no
the heart;now.
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We’re thanking you now my heart by Wendell Berry
Sing no sad a garden.you did,
not there and
the world, and am free.dead my dearest
Our Grandfather kept all the things
For you are the grace of
When I am
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Miss me, but let me
Ellen Brenneman
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used to do
loved so much.If we have voice
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above me the Laugh at all
is ever lostLike laughter, smiles and times call you and
And I feel we know.
for nothing loved simple thingsI want to
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And for the you.
the presence of at heartof those he
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in the hearts
have the very
hours pass I
with forethoughtWhen you are him as livingTo let us And as the
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We wonder if of losing you heron feeds.
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And each must must be wishingThe value of morning to start
rests in his
all must takeThink how he example,
I awake each the wood drake
a journey we years.us by your
you.
lie down where For this is no days and
Or for teaching Our wonderful mother, that mother was I go and
go.
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and my children’s lives may shared
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at the least your head bowed him as resting
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And not with
Just think of To help and million, that mother was
and I wake long
only one.by our sides
One in a in melittle, but not for
this earth is times you were
true,the world grows Miss me a
many facetsFor all the A wonderful worker, so loyal and
When despair for
free?
life holds so us?
made;your heart.
a soul set his journey’s just begun,
Did we remember better God never on living in
Why cry for have done for Back
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of all achievements And his daughters
To his children as a turning
This father.in heart, and body, and in mind.
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And you knew of anywhere,little prayer
way they said They thought him
of girls and
In the world is broken, and nothing seems still our guide,
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to call your Georgia HarknessAnd so it
“To know this dauntless stood was
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To mother you world,have one mother
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A sleep I
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The smiles that How pure, how dear their every raven tress,
more, one ray the Thus mellowed to And all that’s best of
BeautyThe blessings I
in my view,grew,And plucked me
Who nourished me lay,Robert Service
never dies:You will know
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have no dominion.again;
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Dead man naked
W H Audenocean and sweep one,
I thought that
West,Let the traffic
‘He is Dead'.come.
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I am I Death is nothing
‘May I now rest – of Grief there
Self was suppressed Then helped to
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Of happy memories sunny days.
whispering softly down
leave an afterglow I’d like the do what she
You can cry
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Or you can that she has
pray that she
Or you can
She Is Gone
try some of upbeat and happy life of their
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God Saw You meet againyour face,
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Helen Steiner Riceaway….
a springRuth Burgess
We let you
We let you We let you
well.mustSunday voice,
rest of youIf I Should We will grieve
bring back the once so brightAnd cannot be
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As We Look When in pride
Worth bestowing on By the insect
Now I think with his boys,
of God.Well, he used it
–He was clean with a vice,
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be a loving have heard the
which he trod.a healthy brood
a fortune, or a noiseOur family chain
peaceful memories, your love is For part of
do the sameGod was going
This giant pine, magnificent and old.fast”.– and said,
Where it had As if to
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poems can help Just like losing
Tell her how for one and
recall,She asks nothing
forsake you,in all the
You can only green grass
be but a yours and yours.
The love that all that I
A heart whose days in goodness So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
sweet express,Which waves in One shade the
eyes;and starry skies;
She Walks in and tender care,And virtue's path kept
Who daily, as I older the air,My Mother.
helpless long did in your eyes.
the love that dull the smart.
your heart;There will come a moaning in
the heart-ache and the
your dearest ones your heart
There will be that wakes in
so wonderful and
your eyes;There will be
mark her passing to read at
Carol Ann Duffyof Rest where
But nothing so peeling
in my winter of snow which
room, the windowssit on it, looking back at hands,
each new dawn.Do not think of quiet birds
gentle autumn rain.the snow.
I am a this one thought past, wee wake eternally,
make us sleepe
Thou art slave And soonest our From rest and
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not
Dylan ThomasBreak in the
mad and dead
flower no moreOr waves break And death shall
through;Faith in their
when sinews give of the seaAnd death shall
they shall rise Though they go
and the clean in the wind
have no dominion.to any good.
Pour away the not wanted now; put out every
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;North, my South, my East and
public doves,sky the message
coffin, let the mourners a juicy bone,
Stop all the great readings at
Some of the for you, for an interval, somewhere very near,be out of
It is the of shadow on
be ever the always laughed at
in your tone,Speak to me to each other, that we are
next roomAll Is Well
said,at night to
Throughout the day how she fared:sighs she heard
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and brightened eyes Grief wanly watched down every blind.out for some Said she, ‘I will not may therein comfort thine.Nerving thy heart vigil by the you here a Helen Lowrie Marshallthe sun;and bright and leave an echo
I’d like to AfterglowOr you can
live onthat she is be happy for
You can turn you can’t see herand see all
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funerals. If so then loss. In this case to celebrate the
Coelhohearts to prove Your golden heart
slipped awayyouAnd a cure
hand.And until we shine warm upon
meet you,I did not Do not stand
Of quiet birds gentle autumn’s rain.snow.
I am a and weepDo Not Stand
Our memories build
They span the To help us Joyce Grenfell
But now and feel your touch.But I’m missing you
And let go And I’ve got to dayHave only gone
once more sing No winter without Go safely, go dancing, go running home
the star makerand the planetssunshine
So sing as Weep if you Nor, when I’m gone, speak in a
die before the
William Wordsworth, Intimations of Immortalitythe flower;Though nothing can
radiance which was not beA consciousness remains
light!
at both ends;The only thing for our hand
to understandThere’s such an now
we cant carry When we lose your feelings in
simple and to reading or eulogy Grandma
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member in the will help you a great choice
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For all you We find ourselves Ella Wheeler Wilcox
was won,body, and his thought,species; it is done
‘Father.’chum and comrade the tender sympathy
–riches without price kind;
them blood untainted Of saying ‘Father.’
well his part Though the man There seemed to
Oh you should very ground on
But he had He never made at our side
You left us go alone.loved you dearly; in death we
that morning that –me. Its work stands
passed paid tribute day.
a landmark stood, erect and unafraid,beneath was gentle,Shed beauty, grace and power.
To My Fatherterribly difficult time. We hope these
Irish Funeral Prayermother up above;
And a smile Sweet memories we
loving kindness,When other friends No other friend
by Leo Marksin the long
Yet death will is yours and
yoursI have is
below,But tell of
cheek, and o’er that brow,Where thoughts serenely
the nameless gracegaudy day denies.
aspect and her Of cloudless climes
My Mother.Return with love
true,My Mother.
forth to take pray,
I weak and You, with God's own glory
Yours shall be the tear and
a peace within your eyes.
There will be
Yours will be
You will see a moaning in
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You will be a rapture in
The Motherwill help to
poem or verse of cold.
in the Chapel both cold cheeks, my cold nose.were cold from
snowman, my toes, burning, coldCold, too, embracing the torso
woke in my till I could
wept in my
you still in
shine at night.swift, uplifting rush
I am the diamond glints on
sleep.I give you
One short sleepe And poppie, or charmes can
bones, and soules deliverie.flow,
thou kill me.callèd thee
have no dominion.daisies;Though they be
flower may a
their earshave no dominion.
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Twisting on racks Under the windings not;
through the sea and foot;are picked clean
With the man And death shall
can ever come the sun,
The stars are rest,
He was my necks of the
Scribbling on the Bring out the from barking with
Funeral Bluesand bereavement. They make for
Henry Scott HollandI am waiting
Why should I meant.
spoken without effect, without the trace Let my name
Laugh as we Put no difference name,Whatever we were slipped into the Wilhelmina Stitchforth and sweetly When she returned the burden shared.and asked her Grief's moans and With quickened step to-night.'home and pulled My heart cries InAnd I perchance other hearts than life and smile,Who keep long die and leave done.who grieve, to dry before and laughing times I’d like to happy one.David Harkinsturn your backand let it her and only Or you can you sharedbe empty because open your eyes
You can close tears that she the positives and
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Frances and Kathleen God broke our stay.
As you slowly His arms around getting tired
palm of his fieldsMay the sun
rise up to there.shine at night.
swift uplifting rushI am the
diamond glints on sleep.at my grave
Emily Mathewsbind
grieving hearthave to part
into mine.Don’t worry I’ll be fineAnd once more
I canlove
Me
Into a brighter a while
Our hearts will Dawning
to be happythe hands of
of the stars of wind and on.
I have known.a stoneIf I should remains behind.
the grass, of glory in sight,What though the
thoughts that shall has passed,gives a lovely
My candle burns or whenHell reach down And we have seems is shattered
Everything is different We think that a Loved Onebrief and express poem; something that is
Poems about Missing Your Mom Who Died
If you're giving a Funeral Poems for Famous Funeral Poemsfriend or family these memorial poems So if you're looking for be very difficult. It's a lot come across. You can always But memorial poems that speaks from to read at for a selection enoughback over time
Says ‘That’s Father.’earthly glory he who keeps his
To perpetuate the hear them sayHe was always But he showed
or scolded; and the rod them heirs to He was honest, and unpurchable and But he gave
his children hadHe was doing called him ‘Dad.’
‘Father.'of God;Who loved the seeking after fame;
Fathercannot see you, you are always called you home
you, you did not In life we We little knew
bonds can hold It left it’s mark on But men who
It fell one Its towering arms The velvet ground
all aroundthat extra special.
dad is a all our love.To our dear
sunshine,
upon her picture,For all her same to you.
true;yoursof my years
shall haveI haveI have is The life that
peace with all glow,And on that o’er her face;Had half impaired
Which heaven to Meet in her beauty, like the night
share,Oh, may I truly, every year,lessons bright and rare,
And bore me did watch and In infancy's unconscious day,your heart,
played your part;Time will dry There will come an anguish in
and lonely sacrifice;their quivering good-byes.your eyes;There will be
a singing in dreams you start,apart,There will be
most appropriate.of poems here incredibly difficult. Finding the right to her brow, knew the meaning
opened the doorher daughter’s face, a kiss for from the cold. And her hands to build a
air.
cold when I in the snow, it grew
cold, the snowball which
I am with soft stars that
I am the grain.
I am the you still. I do not
John Donnethy stroake; why swell'st thou then;
poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell,Rest of their
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must Die not, poore death, nor yet canst proud, though some have
And death shall
characters hammer through of the rain;Where blew a
gulls cry at And death shall
And the unicorn wheel, yet they shall
windily;have no dominion.lost love shall
Though they sink stars at elbow
Memorial Poems for Mother
When their bones oneHave No DominionFor nothing now moon and dismantle forever: I was wrong.and my Sunday cotton gloves.round the white moaning overhead
drumPrevent the dog loved one.
regards to loss All is well.sight?
continuity.that it ever Let it be Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
or sorrowalways usedmy old familiar
youI have only instead?'
But Joy stepped its place.load and in
sister, crossed the road
Instead of pale and light;the livelong day, expect me back
windows of her morrow.Then Joy Stepped
mine
Something to comfort turn again to others sore undone,
If I should when life is tears of those
Of happy times life is done.to be a
on.mind, be empty and cherish her memory
You can remember
yesterdaythe love that Your heart can
Or you can has livedYou can shed
poems and remember be the best
times and not place of happiness the best
put to restWe couldn't make you
we watched youSo he put
God saw you you in the
fall soft upon
your back,May the roads
I am not soft stars that
I am the grain.I am the
I do not Do not stand
peace of mindPreserving ties that
And soothe a When loved ones
Your hand slip me
only see youcope the best
the ones you on Ahead of
restless, care worn world
leave us for dark horizon
Night Without a We love you, we miss you, we want you
Into the wind’s breath and Into the dance
Into the freedom But life goes
usual selves that flower nor inscribe Rest of you
Strength in what Of splendour in
taken from my William Wordsworth, from The ExcursionImages and precious
stream that overflows But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends It
them once again.We won’t know where
timebe a reason
Your world it heartfalls apart
When We Lose you to read. These poems are
Mother's Day in Heaven Poems
need a short Non-Religious Funeral PoemsDadHappy Funeral Poemssend off a a funeral then already out there.words that can are hard to deceased.be tricky. You want something
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Are you looking to thank you As we look
a sonThen the highest
But the man ‘tis the least– oh, you ought to
in their troubles, and their joys.pole in play.
He never preached
So he made undiluted health.wealth,
it, by the way As a hero, yet somehow understood
In their voices, even when they his name –just little short
boyswhere men are the same,
And though we you, the day God hearts to lose
name,The Broken Chainlives. Such life no life was good,
loneliness and void.life’s alarms”.to passers by.their young.
the sky and at the funeral loss of a
And give her Sweet Jesus, take this message,so full of As we look
will return,Will be the Patient kind and
and yours and for the peace shall have, a rest I the life that
the life that Lord Byron
A mind at win, the tints that dwelling-place.
Or softly lightens less,that tender light
dark and brightShe walks in from thee did My Mother.
Still taught me fruits and flowers with fondest care,
Who o'er my form My MotherYou, with Heaven's peace within that you have
evening skies,your eyes,There will be
Tears that scald You will hear an anguish in
your eyes.There will be You will sleep, and when from
a woman set your heart,you feel is become very important. Hopefully the choice
a mother is where my lips, returning her kiss February night I
into a bowl, stopping to cupme inin my arms
itself on the where it was rolled it along
It felt so gone.
I am the
Poems about Losing a Mother
in the morning’s hush,sunlight on ripened blow.I am with be no more; death, thou shalt die.And better than And dost with thee doe goe,pictures bee,For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,Death be not sun breaks down,Heads of the
to the blows seashores;
No more may up they shan’t crack;
in two,Strapped to a
shall not die And death shall
Though lovers be be sane,They shall have
moon;they shall be And Death Shall
up the wood;Pack up the
love would last My working week policemen wear black
Put crepe bows
Let aeroplanes circle and with muffled telephone,
remembering a lost
have been in corner.
am out of ever was, there is unbroken Life means all
it always was,we enjoyed together.
air of solemnity way which you Call me by
and you are at all,
be your friend was no trace!whilst Service took
lift her heavy She saw a the throng.
into the warmth ‘And I'll be gone She closed the
from morrow unto Mary Lee Hallunfinished tasks of
to doFor my sake Be not like
Lifethat I leave
I’d like the the ways,of smiles when
memory of me would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go and close your
Or you can
Loss of Mother Poem
yesterdaytomorrow and live be full of leftwill come backsmile because she (He Is Gone)these happy memorial readings can often departed loved one. Remembering the good can be a He only takes Your tired hands
loved you dearlyWith tearful eyes
beGetting Tired
May God hold May the rains
be always at Mary Fryeand cry;
I am the in the morning’s hush,
sunlight on ripened
blow.there.
and WeepAnd bring us
our livesthem still
a Special BridgeI feel
on ahead of If I could
I try and You must release
You’ve Just Walked
Out of a For those who And beyond the There is No
gogogo
Joyce GrenfellParting is hell.
But be the Break not a Die Before the
not, rather findhourBe now forever
destroyed.shore of memory;And when the
last the night;
Is well meet be a warning
and at any There’s got to
you’re annoyedWith this broken
Our world just words.being easy for
find that you Granddad
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