Memorial Poems

Words of Comfort

God's Garden
God looked around his garden
And found an empty place,
He then looked down upon the earth
And saw your tired face.
He put his arms around you
And lifted you to rest.
God's garden must be beautiful
He always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering
He knew you were in pain.
He knew that you would never
Get well on earth again.
He saw the road was getting rough
And the hills were hard to climb.
So he closed your weary eyelids
And whispered, ‘Peace bethine'.
It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn't go alone,
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.
Anon

While Waiting for Thee
Don't weep at my grave,
For I am not there,
I've a date with a butterfly
To dance in the air.
I'll be singing in the sunshine,
Wild and free,
Playing tag with the wind,
While I'm waiting for thee.
The Comfort and Sweetness of Peace
After the clouds, the sunshine,
after the winter, the spring,
after the shower, the rainbow,
for life is a changeable thing.
After the night, the morning,
bidding all darkness cease,
after life's cares and sorrows,
the comfort and sweetness of peace.
Helen Steiner Rice

The Broken Chain
I little knew that morning. God was going to call your name, In life I loved you dearly, in
death I do the same. It broke my heart to loose you, you did not go alone, for part of me
went with you, the day God called you home. You left me beautiful memories your love
is still my guide, and though we cannot see you, you're always at my side. Our family
chain is broken and nothing seems the same, but as God calls us one by one, the chain
will link again.
Anon

In Our Hearts
We thought of you with love today.
But that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday.
And days before that too.
We think of you in silence.
We often speak your name.
Now all we have is memories.
And your picture in a frame.
Your memory is our keepsake.
With which we'll never part.
God has you in his keeping.
We have you in our heart..
Author Unknown

Asleep.
As far from pity as complaint,
As cool to speech as stone,
As numb to revelation
As if my trade were bone.
As far from time as history,
As near yourself to-day
As children to the rainbow's scarf,
Or sunset's yellow play
To eyelids in the sepulchre.
How still the dancer lies,
While color's revelations break,
And blaze the butterflies!
Emily Dickinson

Four Candles
The first candle represents our grief.
The pain of losing you is intense.
It reminds us of the depth of our love for you.
This second candle represents our courage.
To confront our sorrow,
To comfort each other,
To change our lives.
This third candle we light in your memory.
For the times we laughed,
The times we cried,
The times we were angry with each other,
The silly things you did,
The caring and joy you gave us.
This fourth candle we light for our love.
We light this candle that your light will always shine.
As we enter this holiday season and share this night of remembrance
with our family and friends.
We cherish the special place in our hearts
that will always be reserved for you.
We thank you for the gift
your living brought to each of us.
We love you.
We remember you.
Author Unknown

The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And
sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, lon I stood And looked
down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair. And
having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear.
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay. In leave
so step had trodden black
Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet
knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh.
Somewhere ages and ages hence;
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took
the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Lee Frost

When I Am Gone
When I am gone, release me - let me go I have so many things to see and do. You must
not tie yourself to me with tears Be happy that we had so many years. I gave you love,
you can only guess, how much you gave me in happiness. I thank you for the love each
have shown, but now it is time I travelled alone. So grieve awhile for me if grieve you
must, then let your grief be comforted by trust It is only for a while that we must part so
bless those memories within your heart.
I will not be far away, for life goes on. so if you need me, call and I will come. Though
you cannot see or touch me, I will be near And if you listen with your heart, you will hear
All of my love around you, soft and clear.
Then when you must come this way alone, I will greet you with a smile and "Welcome
Home"
Anon

Memories Build a Special Bridge
Our memories build a special bridge when loved ones have to part to help us feel we're
with them still and sooth a grieving heart. Our memories span the years we shared,
preserving ties that bind,
They build a special bridge of love and bring us peace of mind.
Emily Matthews

Remember
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more, day by day,
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that I once had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be said.
Christina Georgina Rossetti

Poem of Life
Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what's to be,
A resting place along the road,
to sweet eternity.
We all have different journeys,
Different paths along the way,
We all were meant to learn some things,
but never meant to stay...
Our destination is a place,
Far greater than we know.
For some the journey's quicker,
For some the journey's slow.
And when the journey finally ends,
We'll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the Lord.
Anon

I Have a Place in Heaven
I have a place in heaven
Please don't sing sad songs for me,
Forget your grief and fears,
For I am in a perfect place
Away from pain and tears.
It's far away from hunger
And hurt and want and pride,
I have a place in Heaven
With the Master at my side.
My life on earth was very good,
As earthly life can go,
But Paradise is so much more
Than anyone can know.
My heart is filled with happiness
And sweet rejoicing, too.
To walk with God is perfect peace,
A joy forever new.
Author Unknown

Miss Me - But Let Me Go
When I come to the end of the road And the sun has set for me, I want no rites in a
gloom-filled room, Why cry for a soul set free.
Miss me a little, but not too long, And not with your head bowed low. Remember the
love that we once shared, Miss me, but let me go.

For this journey that we all must take, And each must go alone. It's all a part of the
Master's plan, a step on the road to home.
When we are lonely and sick at heart, Go to the friends we know, And bury your sorrows
in doing good deeds, Miss me, but let me go.
Anon

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

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 glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush;
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand by my grave and weep.
I am not there; I do not sleep.
Mary Frye


Life is but a Stopping Place
Life is but a stopping place,
A pause in what's to be,
A resting place along the road,
to sweet eternity.
We all have different journeys,
Different paths along the way,
We all were meant to learn some things,
but never meant to stay...
Our destination is a place,
Far greater than we know.
For some the journey's quicker,
For some the journey's slow.
And when the journey finally ends,
We'll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace,
Together with the lord
Author unknown

God Took Him To His Loving Home
God saw him getting tired, a cure was not to be.
He wrapped him in his loving arms and whispered ‘Come with me.'
He suffered much in silence, his spirit did not bend.
He faced his pain with courage, until the very end.
He tried so hard to stay with us but his fight was not in vain,
God took him to His loving home and freed him from the pain.
Anon

One Final Gift
Scatter me not to the restless winds,
Nor toss my ashes to the sea.
Remember now those years gone by...
When loving gifts I gave to thee.
Remember now these happy times...
The family ties we shared.
Don't leave my resting place unmarked
As though you never cared.
Deny me not one final gift
For all who come to see...
A single lasting proof that says
I loved...and you loved me.
Author Unknown


Love Lives On
Those we love are never really lost to us - we feel them in so many special ways- through
friends they always cared about and dreams they left behind, in beauty that they added to
our days... in words of wisdom we still carry with us and memories that never will be
gone... Those we love are never really lost to us - For everywhere their special love lives
on.
A. Bradley

Play Jolly Music at my Funeral
I've taken in recent years to thinking about my funeral
and have decided to make one paramount request:
play jolly music at that ritual.
What good does it do to heap on dirges
or other mournful melodies?
I won't be there to be gratified by the grieving
and if I could tune in
I'd be happier to see those present have some relief.
Dixieland would be nice.
Joplin would be fine.
Something by Fats Waller would certainly do.
Those early jazzmen knew what they were up to
when they set about making funeral marches swing.
So swing me away, please, with a rousing tune.
Richard Greene

After Glow
I'd like the memory of me
To be a happy one.
I'd like to leave an afterglow
Of smiles when life is done.
I'd like to leave an echo
Whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times
And bright and sunny days
I'd like the tears
Of those who grieve,
To dry before the sun
Of happy memories that I leave
When life is done.
Carol Mirkel


Faith
You will not see me, so you must have faith. I wait for the time when we can soar
together again, both aware of each other. Until then, live your life to its fullest and when
you need me, just whisper my name in your heart, ...I will be there.
Emily Dickenson

To My Dearest Family
Some things I'd like to say,
but first of all to let you know
that I arrived okay
I'm writing this from Heaven
where I dwell with God above
where there's no more tears
or sadness there
is just eternal love
Please do not be unhappy
just because I'm out of sight
remember that I'm with you
every morning, noon and night
That day I had to leave you
when my life on Earth was through
God picked me up and hugged me
and He said I welcome you
It's good to have you back again
you were missed while you were gone
as for your dearest family
they'll be here later on
I need you here so badly
as part of My big plan
there's so much that we have to do
to help our mortal man
Then God gave me a list of things
He wished for me to do
and foremost on that list of mine
is to watch and care for you
And I will be beside you
every day and week and year
and when you're sad
I'm standing there
to wipe away the tear
And when you lie in bed at night
the days chores put to flight
God and I are closest to you
in the middle of the night
When you think of my life on Earth
and all those loving years
because you're only human
they are bound to bring you tears
But do not be afraid to cry
it does relieve the pain
remember there would be no flowers
unless there was some rain
I wish that I could tell you
of all that God has planned
but if I were to tell you
you wouldn't understand
But one thing is for certain
though my life on Earth is o're
I am closer to you now
than I ever was before
And to my very many friends
trust God knows what is best
I'm still not far away from you
I'm just beyond the crest
There are rocky roads ahead of you
and many hills to climb
but together we can do it
taking one day at a time
It was always my philosophy
and I'd like it for you too
that as you give unto the World
so the World will give to you
If you can help somebody
who is in sorrow or in pain
then you can say to God at night
my day was not in vain
And now I am contented
that my life it was worthwhile
knowing as I passed along the way
I made somebody smile
So if you meet somebody
who is down and feeling low
just lend a hand to pick him up
as on your way you go
When you are walking
down the street
and you've got me on your mind
I'm walking in your footsteps
only half a step behind
And when you feel the gentle breeze
or the wind upon your face
that's me giving you a great big hug
or just a soft embrace
And when it's time for you to go
from that body to be free
remember you're not going
you are coming here to me
And I will always love you
from that land way up above
Will be in touch again soon
P.S. God sends His Love
Author Unknown

To Those I Love and Those Who Loved Me...

When I am gone, release me, let me go...
I have so many things to see and do.
You mustn't tie yourselves to me with tears,
Be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you my love. You can only guess
How much you gave me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown,
But now it's time I traveled on alone.
So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must.
Then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It's only for a while that we must part.
So bless the memories that lie within your heart.
I won't be far away, for life goes on.
So if you need me call and I will come.
Though you can't see me or touch me, I'll be near.
And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear,
All of my love around you soft and clear.
And when you must come this way alone...
I'll greet you with a smile and "Welcome Home."
Author Unknown


Say Not, They Die, Those Splendid Souls
Say not, they die, those splendid souls,
Whose life is winged with purpose fine;
Who leave us, pointed to the goals;
Who learn to conquer and resign.
Such cannot die; they vanquish time,
And fill the world with glowing light,
Making the human life sublime
With memories of their secret might.
They cannot die whose lives are part
Of the great life that is to be;
Whose hearts beat with the world's great heart,
And throb with its high intensity.
Those souls are great, who, dying, gave
A gift of greater life to man;
Death stands abashed before the brave;
They own a life death cannot ban.
Anon

Monuments
A man should leave a monument or two,
Not measured by the standards of the great,
But rather by the best that he can do.
A wall of rock, aligned and true,
Laid up with sweat and patient care,
And worked into the pattern of the stone
Some personal, artistic flair.
A clearing and a house of logs,
Hand-hewed and raised against a plumb,
Whose walls enclose security
For generations yet to come.
To feel a partnership with those
Who laugh at life along the way,
Because your talents had a share
In teaching them to meet each day.
To raise a daughter or a son
With basic traits of goodness in the heart,
To carry on the brotherhood you feel
Another breath of time when you depart.
To leave a host of friends who feel
An emptiness where once you stood,
Lost and troubled when they learn
The fellowship you lived was good.
These monuments are yours and mine,
Not for glory or for gain,
But just to leave some small secluded spot
A better place because you came.
Author Unknown


A Hero
A hero thinks of others before they think of themselves
A hero will die to protect
A hero can be of any age, any colour
A hero can be man, woman or child
A hero is courageous, loving and brave
A hero will never complain
A hero can be made in one act of compassion
Or years of tender loving care
Some hero's are remembered, whilst many are left forgotten
Hero's are angels in disguise, saving precious innocent lives
Nicola Burkett


When I Must Leave You
When I must leave you
For a little while
Please do not grieve
And shed wild tears
And hug your sorrow to you
Through the years,
But start out bravely
With a gallant smile;
and for my sake
And in my name
live on and do
All things the same,
Feed not your loneliness
On empty days,
But fill each waking hour
In useful ways,
Reach out your hand
In comfort and in cheer
And I in turn will comfort you
And hold you near;
And never, never
Be afraid to die,
For I am waiting for you in the sky!
Helen Steiner Rice


The Sheaf Of Wheat...A Symbol Of Christian Faith

The seeds of faith are sown
in the human personality and grow
into the mature faith of the Christian
man or woman. The sown seed
must lose its life in order that it may develop
and grow and multiply. So, symbolically,
a sheaf of wheat is used by Christians
to mark the passing of a fellow Christian.
Death is not the end
but the beginning of life eternal.
the mature grain in the sheaf
Is the direct symbol of the Resurrection....
the life beyond the grave,
the fulfillment of the Promises.
Author Unknown

 

 

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