Nice Poem For Funeral Please!!

Curious_George_2

diddydi wrote: »

I am sure Dora that you didn't mean to be that rude

then why make such a post in a thread like this?
sorry but some people need such a slap!

barjam_2

when my mam died the chaplain at st oswalds picked out a verse which we agreed on it was called 'what is dying' it just so was appropiate the verse was from the site below


http://www.poeticexpressions.co.uk/

LouBlue

OP - sorry to hear about your grandad. My thoughts are with you and your family. My mum passed away two months ago and she was a very happy person, and wasn't really religious. She would not have wanted us to be sad. So she had always kept this poem, I found it when we had to go through her things.

I'M FREE

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free

I'm following the path that was laid for me
.

I took His hand when I heard him call;

I turned my back and left it all
.

I could not stay another day,

To laugh, to love, to work or play
.

Tasks left undone must stay that way;

I found that place at the close of day.

If my parting has left a void
,

Then fill it with remembered joy.

A friendship shared a laugh, a kiss
;

Ah yes, these things, I too will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow

I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

My life's been full, I savored much
;

Good friends, good times, a loved ones touch.

Perhaps my time seems all to brief
;

Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your heart and share with me
,

Father wanted me now, He set me free.

sandy2_2

newcook wrote: »

is there another poem that is sort of a cross between 'all is well' and 'do not stand'?

I vaguely(sp) remember one about slipping into the next room but by the time you come and have a look they have moved to somewhere else?!?

was it this one

Death Is Nothing At All
by Henry Scott Holland


"Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room. I am I, and you are you: whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you alway used. Put no difference into your tone: wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effort, without the ghost of a shadow on it. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same that it ever was: there is absolutely unbroken continuity. What is this death but a gateway? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near just around the corner. All is well."

Ladygrim

Angels

Theres' an angel laughing in heaven today
Though my heart is filled with dispair,
Another one smirks at the antics
Of the latest arrival up there.

I dont understand, I cannot explain
How someone so full of mirth,
Of laughter, of joy, of love and of care
Could so quickly depart from this Earth.

A beautiful candle was cruelly extinguished
Long before its tallow was spent,
But that doesnt detract from the warmth and the light
Emitted wherever it went.

I feel anger, confusion, sadness and pain
But none of these feelings are right,
For someone so bubbly should only be thought of
With feelings of joy and of light.

There's an angel laughing in heaven today
Though my heart is filled with dispair,
Gabriel looks on with a smile on his face
Grandad's started a party up there.