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Funeral Poems Verses Quotes

but, first...

I've been writing verses
For 60 years...phew!
And d'yer know why I did it?
T'was especially for you

Jon Bratton

Welcome to my funeral poems verses quotes pages and I hope you find something that you can use. There are two reasons for coming to this section.
a) it is a difficult time for you having suffered the recent loss of someone dear to you or, because of a terminal illness, you expect to soon or
b) you are seeking potential material for your own funeral, a growing trend among the Baby Boomer generation. In either case I hope you find that which you seek.

Here's my first poem to get started. It's written from the deceased's point of view and is intended to give comfort to the grieving survivor

I’m gone now and, for sure, be sad

But don’t over dwell on tears,

Think of all the happiness

We shared throughout our years.

You gave me love and security

And I gave to you, no less

I’ll pray, in my time of waiting

For your continued happiness

I’ll never be far away from you

And it’s not forever that we part

And until we’re together once more

Hold dear memories in your heart.

Take comfort from those around you

And when it’s your turn to be free

I’ll be waiting here to greet you

And love you.... for eternity

Jon Bratton
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If you are seeking the most popular funeral poems go straight to my page that has them

The Most Popular...frankly, The Best Funeral Poems

Here's a poem I wrote about a Mother but it could have been anyone...see the same concept expressed by John Lennon in one of his songs detailed below

A Mother Adored

She's taken for granted
By baby, but adored
Then unappreciated, by teenagers
Who consider her "flawed"
Then by courting (son)(daughter)
She is largely ignored
Then by parenting (son)(daughter)
Her help is implored
She lives all her life
Never seeking reward
Then death comes along
And there on the crem (parlor) floor

Expressed in flowers
The “adored” is restored

Put another way

Love of Mother

It's there at the start
In a new born's heart
At the end, it's again
In the words that are penned
What a pity it's not seen
A bit more in between!

Jon Bratton 2013

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This is John Lennon in his song Nobody Loves You (When You're Down and Out) where he expresses the same concept of the "adored is restored" in the last line of the song

Nobody loves you when you're old and gray
Nobody needs you when you're upside down
Everybody's hollerin' 'bout their own birthday
Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground

As a member of the Baby Boomer generation I have detected a trend towards funerals being less sombre and even containing touches of humor, usually included because the deceased requested this in advance. An example I have come across is the choice of songs chosen...the most obvious humorous example is “Another One Bites the Dust” by Queen or perhaps this quote from Stan Laurel
"If anyone at my funeral has a long face, I'll never speak to him again."

Ain't It grand, To Be Bloomin' Well Dead! by Leslie Sarony is a music hall song that could be played..if pre-chosen by the deceased..(I may have this one for mine..I've already downloaded it from iTunes)

Or here's one from The Everly Brothers. It was about lost romantic love but it works as a tribute song for a funeral, if you skip the first verse.

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This page used to have millions of visitors and it contained all the best/most popular material available, all of which has now been removed from this page. Superb material is available for funerals and most is in the public domain. That means that every web page carries the same material and it is difficult for search engines to separate one web page from another. Accordingly, this page contains only original material, either written by me or submitted to this website by visitors who have written their own material.

At the bottom of this page are the links to all the material that used to be here. I hope when you leave this page, and others linked from here, you are feeling comforted and/or inspired and have found something helpful to you in your very personal and particular task

In sorting material I have tried to separate the highly religious material from the more secular but as a personal observation, even less religious folk tend, in funerals, to allow themselves to think of the dear departed having gone from their sight, passed beyond the horizon, but still there. This Eskimo proverb expresses that comforting thought well
“Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings (in heaven) where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.”

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There are many serious funeral poems on this website and it is worth looking at them all, no matter what the page title is, for they can all be used for any member of the family or a friend. 

If you are looking for a poem for your own funeral or if you are sure  that the deceased would approve of a little humor here's a poem I wrote, based on the famous Miss Me But Let Me Go. It is lighthearted and is the poem that might perhaps be read at my own funeral

Miss me, but let me go-go

Now I've 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 ?

I want everyone to enjoy the day
And partake of a nibble or three
Indulging in sociable banter
But you must talk about me!

But not for too long, and certainly not
With your head bowed low
Remember the good times that we shared
Miss me, but let me go

But don't let me go as you're leaving the Crem
Remember who's funding this 'do'
Keep saying nice things about me
At least till you've supped one or few

I'm now on a journey we all must take
And each must go it alone
It's all a part of the Big One's plan
A step on the road to home

(Margaret) if you start to feel lonely
Spend time with the friends that we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds
Miss me, but let me go

And as the curtains, slowly, close today
All stand firm, and steady
And imagine me saying, with a smile on my face
"I'm missing you lot already

But only for an hour or two
Certainly no more than, say, seven
You know, it won't take me very long 
To settle in to the (golf), in Heaven

Goodbye, farewell, dear friends, all
And enjoy the afternoon
I'll see you, when I see you
But, for your sake, let it not be too soon!!"

Originally by Anon
but adapted by 
Jon Bratton © 2010
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Lots more rhyming material but here's a modern take on the funeral service. I have three brothers and our Mother, though desperate for a girl was immensely proud of her four sons. We decided to conduct the crematorium service ourselves, without the services of a minister or a humanist speaker

Here's the video and the script

Eva Bratton, nee Loxley had a life of 90 years...
 46 years of married life... sandwiched between...
22 years single...
and 22 years widowed
I can see many familiar faces of family and friends and we really do thank you very much for coming to help us celebrate Eva’s life
Present here today, using modern parlance, are most of the WAGS, the wives and girlfriends, past and present...
Liz, Maggie, Erica, Cathy, Margaret, Karen and Maureen.
They have always been important to Eva, indeed an absolutely vital, feminine presence in Eva’s otherwise masculine dominated life. No doubt stories will be regaled later, in the pub, but they’ll understand if here, in this short service, we concentrate our attention on Eva...
and her legacy, the bloodline of her 4 sons...
and her 8 grandchildren...
and her 3 great grandchildren...

In chronological order they are...
John and Scott, who are in Canada and can’t be here today...
Gary and Lesley...
Peter and David (David is also in Canada)...
and Michelle and Lee. ..
And the latest additions, Eva’s three great grandchildren... Sophie and Caden, neither are here...
but we can welcome Oliver, the latest arrival to the family, who, like Caden, never got to meet great Nana which perhaps is a blessing since, by their time, her greatness was...
not much in evidence....

Also, of special mention, are Eva’s remaining siblings, sister Joan... and brother and sister-in-law Jim and Doris...
and it’s lovely to see niece Pat (and hubby Andrew)...
and nephew John.
We also have flowers representing 4 Canadian nieces Brenda, Anne, Christine and Susan and that WAG missing from the earlier list...Pauline.
There are many friends here, too many to name but let’s mention Jim and Margaret, the offspring of Ena... the nearly lifelong friend of Eva.
Eva and Ena...what a double act...
They had much in common, not just nearly identical names but their identical birthing dressing gowns. That’s another story for the pub, later.
I can also see the faces of many other friends... and relatives...who are here not just to join in celebrating Eva’s life but in support of the bereaved

Lastly, and importantly, we’d like to acknowledge those here today from Phillip’s Court, Eva’s home for the last few years. They represent the staff of the care home and I emphasize the word ‘care‘...
because right to the end, difficult as it was...
 there was always care in abundance...
 and on behalf of all the family I hope that this message is conveyed back to your colleagues.
And now to Eva’s story.

Born and brought up in Sacriston, in the same village and within the same decade as actress Wendy Craig and God incarnate himself Sir Bobby Robson.
Eva and her siblings, as children, played with them.
No, that’s not true although I bet Uncle Jim in Whitley Bay dines out on stories of out- dribbling Sir Bobby. I know I would!.
As it happens, Eva did, in later life, go to the bingo on Sunday nights with Lady Elsie Robson and other Sacriston lasses

The Loxleys were a big family of 7 girls and 1 boy and if you saw the wee house in Sacriston you’d not be surprised at how delighted they must have been to move into 8 Selbourne Ave, a large 3 storeyed house... only a stones throw from where we are now

Eva’s early career was in Durham Castle which was a student’s Hall of Residence. She was a very young and bonny parlour maid and her close colleagues were the pantry boys
In weaker moments... after a sip of sherry...she has admitted to more than one bout...
of hanky panky...
in the pantry....

Moving on, she’s now 21-ish and going to dances in The Toon. At one, she met Jack, who was fresh from 4 years as a  Prisoner of War with a lot of Army back pay burning a hole in his pocket. At the end of the dance he asked her if he could walk her home and was delighted when she said yes and even more so... when she said she lived in Low Fell.
Thank Goodness for that he said. I’m bloomin’ fed up with Waalkin to Walker... or was it Walking to matter

They wed... and Alan was borne. Champion!
Now for a girl.
Jon was a disappointment.
Rob was a disappointment.
Jim was a disappointment.
You’ll see now how important The WAGs were.... in Eva’s testosterone filled life.
The boys grew up and in chronological order they wed.

Alan was the ground breaker and his wedding was followed by his emigra...but hey,
why am I telling you this?

Son 2

In Sept of 1966... after England’s victory in The World Cup...
 I left to start a new life in Canada.
Once in Canada it took ages before I managed to get Mam to visit.
She finally did come, but not with Dad. Dad had an excuse, all lined up.
We know he liked the 39 steps it took to walk from Dean Street to The Black Horse. 3000 miles across the Atlantic was too much for him.
But...his excuse was a good one.

 “Son” he said “when I travelled back, after 4 years of hell with The Germans, in a bullet ridden, War battered  Lancaster bomber, with me heart in me mouth, I swore if I get back to land, I’ll kiss the ground and never leave it again.
Trying to explain that he’d be in an air conditioned 707 with free drinks didn’t cut it.
Returning to the point of my departure from Central Station, en route to Liverpool to board the Empress of Canada to start my new life  I have an abiding memory of Mam and Dad following alongside the train singing a song which I ‘d like to share with you now

Song.....while it is playing, the four lads wander over to the coffin and stand at the four corners...returning to the dias as the music is ending

The pioneer out in Canada was Mam’s sister Lily who, 3 years earlier, had emigrated. Aunt Lily and family gave me a base to start what was, back in ’66, (48 year ago), a daunting prospect for a young Geordie kid who’d never been far from Low Fell.
Later, once settled, I, in turn helped Mam’s sister Freda and family to settle when they emigrated to Canada.

Subsequently Mam, with Dad made a lot of visits and I know from talking to my brothers that she enjoyed telling her friends about her visits across the Atlantic, to see son and grandsons and my frequent visits back to her.

Scott, my youngest son, an accomplished junior ice hockey player at the time came to stay with his Nana for 2 years when he got signed up in Canada to play in Europe. With free digs with Nana he signed for the local hockey team. Uncle Jim, I can’t remember but it may have been the Whitely Bay team
Scott became a Geordie and I often thought that he was closer to my Mam than I was. He became my source for the local “gannins on” in Low Fell. His words cos he’s still a Geordie at heart.
You may have noticed that I’m now older than my folks were in the stories I’ve just told and it takes me a supreme effort to board planes to cross Oceans.
Fortunately I have Cathy, who became very close to Mam over the years and frankly Cathy is now more a Geordie than I am and certainly the one who makes sure the family connection here remains strong.
Sometimes, when she makes me board a plane to come over here I wish I was blessed with Dad’s experience and able to say
..sorry I can’t fly  because.... back in the day when I was huddled up a bullet torn Lancaster bomber...

Anyway, in the 80’s Rob decided to make a life in Canada and I remember the day he landed, after an eternity of immigration red tape... sponsorship and Gov’t stuff to get him to Canada. ... but hey why am I telling you this?....

Son 3

I went off to Canada and of course the ground had been laid by Mam’s sisters Lily and Freda and our Alan. Alan was my sponsor and was also in a position to pull a few strings... which helped enormously.  

We had 12 years in Canada. Whilst there Jon was offered a Job in Saudia Arabia so when he left UK that left Mam with only the youngest of her 4 sons, Jim, near her.

Mam and Dad continued to make visits to Canada and of course they now split their visits between Alan’s place and mine.

I remember one visit when we all went up North to stay in a cottage and a bear in the woods started approaching us.  We all flew in terror except Dad who sat puffing his pipe whilst Mam tried desperately to get him to move.

Another story I remember was taking Mam on a small plane across Niagara Falls but no way could we get Dad to join us.  And of course you now know why Dad wouldn’t board a plane he didn’t have to.

After 12 years we returned to UK and that meant Mam now had her two youngest back in the nest.  Eventually I joined  Jim working in the Prison Service. In the prison, we... But, hey, why am I telling you this?...

Son 4

Yes, Rob was back in the North East and I helped him get settled into his new job in the Prison service.
Let’s go back a dozen years. I looked around one day and suddenly found myself an only child. Two had gone to Canada, one to the Middle East. I joined the Prison Service and was posted to London.  One weekend Mam came to visit me at Wormwood Scrubs and I took her to the Prison Officer’s Social club. Yards away, in the nick, were the Kray twins and the Moors murderers and Mam said “What a shame we are here, having a drink and just over there are those poor souls locked up”. 

 Going back a couple of decades, I was the youngest of the four. While the others had started school I was at home with Mam and she taught me to knit... with wiggly wool. She loved re-cycling...our house was full of wiggly wool. 

Another time, I broke my arm and was off work for 4 weeks and went with Mam to the Bingo every day.  Bingo was a very important part of her life and she taught me a very useful life skill....marking 6 cards simultaneously..without missing a number.
Mam’s skills at games were...well, skill... isn’t the word that springs to mind.
 In a game of Pictionary  she drew a tiny single dot in the middle of the page and just gestured for us to guess.
We tried for ages and failed to get it. As if it should have obvious to us she said

It’s an ant

I’ll finish with this Eva.ism

She got a phone call from the Gas Board informing her she could now have her telephone account with them. She said “I am not doing that. If I left the phone off the hook I could be gassed in me bed”.

I think it’s now time to wrap this up ...but hey, why am I telling you this?...

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Final Section..Conclusion

Yes, now is the time to say farewell.

We hope we’ve given a flavour of Eva’s life.. a few bits of her long life to remember her by...
for if Eva, Mam, Nana, Great Nana...
 is retained in our memories and hearts...
she’s not gone from us.

She never told her sons very often that she loved them. She never told her grandkids very often that she loved them. But very often her friends told us that she often told them how much she loved us all.

We have to finish here because we mustn’t exceed our time allocation but there’s time, for those who wish it, to have a moment or two in contemplation, perhaps standing by the coffin to say a personal farewell. As you pass by the Alzheimers Society collection box, if you can’t get close to it for the crowds, you’ll have a chance in the pub to pop in a bob or two.
Everyone of course is invited back to The Black Horse on Kells Lane for a bite and a drink and a reminisce . Finally, we’re so glad you came and do please join us in the pub. Thank you

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Here's a nice little poem by Spike Milligan, when he was a young man (1944)

Bury me anywhere,
Somwhere near a tree
Some place where a horse will graze
and gallop over me.
Bury me
Somewhere near a stream,
When she floods her banks
I'll give her thanks
For reaching out to me
In my childhood scene;
But please -
don't bury me
In Golders Green.

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God's Garden
by Miss Helena Socha
(Montrose Angus Scotland)
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This is a poem I wrote myself
I write poems of different kinds funny serious and I write hymns as well.
This poem is especialy for sending to someone who is bereaving.
Best wishes Helena Socha

God has a lovely garden
He tends it every day,
And when our time on earth has come
We shall go there to stay.

He is watering and planting
Each seed on earth below,
They flower and bloom so beautiful
And are such a joy to know.

So when when we reach God`s garden
Which shall be pure delight,
We`ll met again the ones we loved
And praise God in His sight.

Copyright Helena Socha.

The Brightest Star In The Sky
by Susan Young
(East Kilbride, Scotland)

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When Mum died last year, we explained to my grandson (Reece, 3 years old) that his Nana had gone to be a star in the sky. On the eve of her funeral there was a massive, really bright star above my house and I'd pointed it out to my grandson and told him "that's Nana's star, the brightest star in the sky. Now all of Mum's great grandkids and grandkids refer to Mum as the brightest star in the sky. My daughter even had it tattoo'd on her hip with small stars and one larger star around the words and she named a star after Mum too. As I say, my grandson was only 3 years old, but loved his Nana and she adored him. We also scattered her ashes on a beach and Reece calls it "Nana's beach". Here goes...

At night I watch you twinkling

Twinkling from the sky above

 It looks like you are happy

And sending me your love

And on the special days

We go to Nana's beach

 It's a special place

 Where you're within my reach

At night when the moon is out

 And the sky is clear

 I can see my Nana shining

Saying "Goodnight dear"

I know that star's my Nana

 And if you ask me why

 I'll point her out and tell you

 She's the "Brightest Star In the Sky"

From Reece, written By Susan Young

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Here's the Lyrics to Goodbye, Goodbye by Billy Bragg from his album Tooth and Nail

Goodbye to all my friends
The time has come for me to go. 
Goodbye to all the souls 
Who sailed with me so long. 

The day has come at last 
The sail strength, at the mast
The years have quickly passed away. 

Goodbye to all my friends
The time has come for me to say 
Goodbye to all my friends 
Who sailed with me along the way. 

The bells have all been rung 
The songs have all been sung 
This long river has run its course. 

Goodbye to all my friends
The time has come for me to go. 
Goodbye to all the souls 
Who sailed with me so long. 

The coffee pot is cold 
The jokes have all been told 
The last ??? has been rolled away.

Goodbye to all my friends
The time has come for me to say 
Goodbye to all those souls
Who sailed with me along the way. 

Goodbye, goodbye goodbye.
Goodbye goodbye. 
Goodbye goodbye. 
Goodbye goodbye.

I'll Always Miss You But I've Let You Go
by Susan Young

(East Kilbride, Scotland)
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My Mum died on 25th July 2009. As I am the youngest girl of 8 children, she was worried about me and how I'd deal with her death. I didn't deal with it very well until I found a poem in with her insurance documents. It was a well known poem called "Miss me but let me go" and it helped me mentally. This poem I wrote was a kind of reply to the one she left.

I'll always miss you but I've let you go,

 In my broken heart I'll always keep you so,

We shared a special night before you died,

A night that helped me dry the tears I've cried,

You've healed me from your cloud above,

 I can't see you now but I'll always feel your love,

The hardest thing was "never ever",

But the memories I have will last forever,

So sleep wee mammy, rest in peace,

 Your baby girl is more at ease.

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Loss of Mom Poem
by Catherine

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The year has come and gone so fast,

My memories will last & last,

I still shed a tear, it still hurts so much,

But I can just close my eyes and still feel your touch,

I think about you all the time,

 I'll miss you forever, you'll always be mine

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Goodnight Nan Poem
by Hayley

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Peacefully sleeping, resting at last

The world's weary trouble and trials are past,

In silence she suffered, in patience she bore

Till God called her home, to suffer no more

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Drinking From My Saucer
by Margaret 

(Petrolia ON)
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I was asked to read this poem at a Dear Friend's Funeral Service---He was such a great man and so humble about life---such a wonderful tribute for this "so-down-to-earth" man. We Will Always Love You, Frank.

Drinking From My Saucer

I've never made a fortune

and it's probably too late now

But I don't worry about that much

 I'm happy anyhow.

And as I go along life's way

I'm reaping better than I sowed

 I'm drinking from my saucer

' Cause my cup has overflowed.

Haven't got a lot of riches

 And sometimes the going's tough

 But I've loving ones around me

And that makes me rich enough.

I thank God for his Blessings

 and the Mercies he bestowed

 I'm drinking from my saucer

 'Cause my cup has overflowed.

O, I remember times when things went wrong

 My faith wore somewhat thin

 But all at once the dark clouds broke

 and the sun peeped through again.

 So Lord help me to not gripe about

the tough rows that I've hoed

I'm drinking from my saucer

'Cause my cup has overflowed.

If God gives me strength and courage

When the way grows steep and rough

I'll not ask for other Blessings

 I'm already Blessed enough.

And may I never be too busy

To help others bear their load

Then I'll keep drinking from my saucer

'Cause my cup has overflowed.

A Tribute to this Wonderful Man.

Thank you---Margaret.

Thank you so much Margaret for submitting this. I was unaware of it. I now know it is actually lyrics to a song 
There are many YouTube versions of the song. I've included just one of them

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by Margaret 

(Petrolia ON)
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This isn't a poem---it is a quote that I think is meaningful and I often use it as a special little note when I am sending someone a Sympathy Card from our family, when they have lost a loved one.

Death leaves a Heartache no one can heal

Love leaves a Memory no one can steal.

Thank you---I'm sure you have a column to print this beautiful message!


Webmaster: Thank you, Margaret. I believe the quote originates from a headstone in Ireland

A Poem For Daddy
by Jacqueline Msyk

(Smethwick West Midlands, UK)
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(Webmaster says of this one: Jacqueline, this is brilliant. I'd love to know how old you are and whether you have written any more poems you'd like to submit)

Mommy always says to me

Wish hard and they come true

But mommy must be lying

Because I still don't see you

She says that you're in heaven

But why don't you come home?

I don't want you to stay up there

 All on your very own

 We often go to a special place

 Where mommy says you're sleeping

 I try my best to wake you up

While mommy stands there weeping

 I ask my mommy "why are you crying?"

She says I'm too young to understand

She says that you have gone away

 To another land

 I ask her when you're coming home

She tells me that you're never

 She tells me you will stay in my heart

Always and forever

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Seeing You Dead
by Faye Churchill

(Wakefield, UK)

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I wrote this poem for my fathers funeral


You don't know what you've got till its gone,

Or so I've heard them say.

I never knew how true that was

 Till the day you passed away.

A shadow of your former self

 When I saw you on that bed.

 Your body just an empty shell

That's when I realised you were dead.

 I cant believe you left me

Without even saying goodbye,

 You won't believe the pain you've caused

 And how much you've made me cry.

But deep down I know that now

 You're where you want to be,

With your mum, dad and brother

In perfect harmony.

 And dad until we meet again

I really need to say

How much I really love you

In each and every way.


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

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You'll find the rest of this here in the main Funerals Section

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This poem is suitable, when death comes after an illness, whether long or short. There's different endings, depending on how religious you are and/or the deceased was

It's very hard to watch a loved one
Declining against (his) (her) will
And if there's pain and weakness
It gets much harder still

(He) (She) (Alan) suffered much in silence,
(His) (her) spirit did not bend
(He) (She) faced (his) (her) pain with courage,
Until the very end

Ending 1

We take comfort that when the time came
Written on (Alan's)(Edith's) face
Was peace, at last, from torment
And now in a better place

Ending 2

That (Alan)(Edith) was growing weary,
God could clearly see
So wrapping (him) (her) in His loving arms
Said‘(Alan)(Edith)it's time to come with Me.’

Ending 3

(Alan)(Edith) had tried hard to stay with us
And the fight was not in vain,
For when God took (him) (her) to His loving home
He freed (Alan) (Edith) there from the pain

from Sophocles
One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life:
That word is love.

from John Lennon
One thing you can't hide
is when you're crippled inside

Jon Bratton © 2012
(Based partly on, and inspired by, a piece where copyright is unclaimed)

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This is no time for guilty thoughts
It was just (Alan's)(his) (Edna's)(her) time to go.
You're, understandingly, sorrowful ,
And tears, are bound to flow.

We're all here for our allotted time,
Whether that be hours or many years
And naturally whenever loss comes
There's shedding of many tears.

(Alan)(He)(Edna) (She) hasn't really left at all
Even though it now seem so
(He's) (She's) just taken (his) (her) place in heaven,
Which is closer than you know.

Just believe that when you say (his) (her) name,
(He) (She) is standing next to you,
Of course you long to see (him) (her),
But there's nothing you can do.

But (he'll) (she'll) still send you messages
And hope you understand,
That when your time to “cross over” comes
(He'll) (She'll) be there to take your hand.

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When I Am Dead, My Dearest
by Christina Rossetti, read by Brigitte Bordeau.

When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.

I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.

This powerful YouTube could actually be played to the congregation


It's Important to be Missed.
by Sue Hicks
(Hastings, East Sussex)

This is quite a flexible poem, verses 4 and 5 can be omitted or even just the first verse used on its own. Good poem for the funeral of someone with a good sense of humour or someone who wouldn't like a "soppy" poem. I started writing poems a few weeks ago, not sure where they're coming from but I know I have to give them away and let other people use them for free so this site seemed ideal. Hope you can use them!

Maybe it's time for me to go and find myself some peace,
Let go of all that I hold dear and all my fears release,
I have completed everything that I came here to do,
My memories are many and my regrets are few.

By all the people I have known I hope that I am missed,
In all your minds I hope and pray that I will still persist,
Else what was the point of being here if I just fade away?
T'was not my fault I had to go, I tried so hard to stay.

I hope there's plenty of you that will shed for me a tear,
It's important that I mattered in the time that I was here,
I really hope that I have not just been a waste of space,
And that really you can't wait for me to leave without a trace.

Life is full of people that don't seem to contribute,
As they go through life they always take the easy route,
They take from all around them and give us nothing back,
Their lives must be so empty and friends they surely lack.

They will use possessions as a measure of success,
The fastest car, the biggest house, always more not less.
But you can't take it with you when you leave this mortal coil,
And your body's six feet under all covered up with soil.

The things that really matter are the things we cannot see,
Like friendship, love and peace and our spirituality.
It's what we did for others that we will be remembered for,
Not what we owned or where we went or even what we wore.

I don't want to have a funeral where nobody turns up,
A wake with lots of food and drink and no-one there to sup,
I want a massive send off with hordes of people there,
(Some flowers would be nice as otherwise it looks so bare.)

Don't get me wrong, I don't want you all to be in floods of tears,
(Though hopefully there'll be a few before you start upon the beers!)
I am in a better place that's all I could have wished,
But even so it would be nice to know I'm sorely missed!

Keep writing, Sue! It is indeed important to be missed. You will be. I hope this poem gives you posterity Jon Bratton

Poem About Loss
by Sandra Woolridge
(Stoke on Trent England)


No more your face to look upon
Or beautiful smile to see
Though deep inside my heart I know
You still reside with me.

When the sun casts down its golden rays
That’s when I see your smile
Then rain drops fall just like my tears
And my heart aches for a while

A rainbow in the sky appears
With a beauty of its own
And on the breeze I hear your voice
It whispers you’re not alone.

Sandra Woolridge 2012

Touching Red Rose Poem
suitable for Funeral poems Page

by James (Woking, UK)

This is a poem that went the rounds in 2009 and I thought it appropriate for inclusion on the Valentines Page and The Funeral Page

Red roses were her favorites,
Her name was also Rose.
And every year her husband sent them,
Tied with pretty bows.
The year he died, the roses
Were delivered to her door.
The card said, “Be my Valentine”,
Like all the years before.

Each year he sent her roses,
And the note would always say,
“I love you even more this year,
Than last year on this day.
My love for you will always grow,
With every passing year.”
She knew this was the last time
That the roses would appear.

She thought, he ordered roses
In advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know,
That he would pass away.
He always liked to do things early,
Way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy,
Everything would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems, and placed them
In a very special place.
She sat the vase of roses
By the portrait of his face.
She would sit for hours,
In her husband’s favorite chair.
While staring at his picture,
And the roses sitting there.

A year went by, and it was hard
To live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude,
That had become her fate.
And then on Valentines
Just as before,
The doorbell rang, and there were roses,
Sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in, and then
Just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone,
To call the florist shop.
The owner answered, and then
She asked him to explain,
Who would do this to her,
Causing so much pain?

“I know your husband passed away,
More than a year ago,”
The owner said, “I knew you’d call,
And you would want to know.
The flowers you received today,
Were paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned ahead,
He left nothing to chance.

There is a standing order,
That I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance,
You’ll get them every year.

There also is another thing,
That I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card…
He did this years ago.

Then, should ever I find out
That he’s no longer here,
That’s the card…that should be sent,
To you the following year.”
She thanked him and hung up the phone,
Her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking, as she slowly
Reached to get the card.

Inside the card, she saw that he
Had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence,
This is what he wrote…
“Hello my love, I know it’s been
A year since I’ve been gone,
I hope it hasn’t been too hard
For you to overcome.

I know it must be lonely,
And the pain is very real.
For if it was the other way,
I know how I would feel
The love we shared made everything
So beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say,
You were the perfect wife.

You were my friend and lover,
You fulfilled my every need.
I know it’s only been a year,
But please try not to grieve.
I want you to be happy,
Even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses
Will be sent to you for years.

When you get these roses,
Think of all the happiness,
That we had together,
And how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you
And I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on,
You have some living still.

Please…try to find happiness,
While living out your days.
I know it is not easy,
But I hope you find some ways.
The roses will come every year,
And they will only stop,
When your door’s not answered,
When the florist stops to knock.

He will come five times that day,
In case you have gone out.
But after his last visit,
He will know without a doubt,
To take the roses to the place,
Where I’ve instructed him,
And place the roses where we are,
Together once again.

This Funeral Poems Verses Quotes page and the linked pages has material for Funeral readings or programs/order of service and Sympathy cards for sending or reading about the loss of loved ones, family members of course but also friends, co workers or neighbors

Our sections of Funeral Poems Verses Quotes follow after these examples

My Chance to Say Goodbye
by Charlie Roberts

 (Carluke, Lanarkshire, UK)

This was written for my best mate's funeral back in 2001, just before 9/11. He died in his sleep having suffered an epileptic seizure aged only 29. I still miss him.

Where are you now,

When I want to say goodbye,

To chat and talk of nothing,

 To share the starry sky.

 Is your heaven on a doorstep,

 Where none disturb your smoke,

 Close by the pots of cigarette ends,

With a lid that isn't broke.

 Are you still a dreamer,

 Is your head still in the clouds,

 Or is your place more cerebral,

Your banter listened to by crowds.

Do you drive that red Ferrari,

Whistle at all the girls you pass,

The brunette, the blonde,

 The one with the shapely!
We're all going to miss you Jay,

More than you'll ever know,

 We've got a lot of living to do,

And it hurts to see you go.

© V4C

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

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

I'm following the path God 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 the 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 one's touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,

 don't lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your heart and share with me,

 God wanted me now, He set me free.

Author Unknown

Webmaster:Thank you for submitting this, unknown person

© V4C

The Thought Of You
by Eve


This poem is dedicated to my Dad who passed away when I was nine years old, I've been writing poetry since I was 13 yrs old and now in my 30s I still write it daily. This was the first poem I entered in a contest and it got published in a book.

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When I think of you

 I feel so blue

 And wish I could hold you

I wish you were here

So I could have you near

 To care for me dear

 I miss you every day

And wish you could see me today

 Then I'd jump up and say hurray

My heart's with you

For I'll never forget you

And love you so true

 When I look up to the sky

Up there so high

And see you with a sigh

I know you're in my heart

 So I don't fall apart

 So I hold my heart

© V4C

Don't cry mommy I'm in heaven with the angel
by angel


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Mommy, don't cry, 'cause God is holding my hand

and telling me everything is OK.

Mommy, God said that I will never want for anything

 and I will still feel your love all the way up here.

 Mommy, you should see me,

I am running and playing with God's other children.

Mommy, guess who helps watch over us while we play?

They are God's Helping Angels!

Mommy, I'm not afraid, my grandpa and grandma are here.

They came to me when it was dark and held my hands;

then we went to God's bright light,

where Angels were singing.

Mommy, God said, If you feel sad, to remember this;

I'll be the gentle breeze that brushes your face,

the sun is my smile and the rain is me washing away your pain.

Mommy, I have to go now.

I send you all my love on the wings of an Angel.

Love from your son, to you Mommy.

When I am gone, release me; let me go

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When I am gone, release me, let me go

I have so many things to see and do

You mustn’t tie yourself to me in tears,

Be happy that we had so many years

I gave you my love, you can only guess

 How much you gave to me in happiness.

 I thank you for the love you each have shown,

But now it’s time I travelled on alone

So grieve a while for me if grieve you must,

Then let your grieve be comforted by trust,

 It’s only for a while that we must part,

 So bless the memories within our hearts.

I won’t be far away, for life goes on

 So if you ever need me, call and I will come.

Though you can’t see or touch me I will be near

And if you listen with your heart, you will hear

All my love around you soft and clear.

 And then, when you must come this way alone

 I’ll greet you with a smile and “welcome you home”

© V4C

Goodbye my Dearest Mummy
by Heather Wallace

This is written for my girlfriend after her mummy passed away far too quickly after being diagnosed.
I have used pieces,in parts from other sayings or verses that I've seen or heard.

Oh Mummy I know you hear me,

 There is still so much i need to say,

You were taken far too quickly,

I long to hold you one more day.

 I know you've gone to be an angel

 But I miss you, oh so much.

 I remember all our cuddles,

 And your soft and gentle touch.

You meant so much to all of us,

 You were special, that's no lie,

You brightened up the darkest day,

 And could clear a cloudy sky

Your smile alone warmed all our hearts,

 Your laughter, music to our ears,

 I would give the world right now,

To have you well and standing near.

Mummy,not a second passes,

When you're not on my mind,

 Your love I'll hold forever,

 I just wish we'd had more time.

 I've cried so many tears now,

They've been pouring out like rain,

But at least I know you're happy.

And no longer feeling pain.

The heavens called for an angel,

 So until we meet again.

 You will always be in my heart and thoughts,

My dearest Mummy, my best friend.

 Always and Forever,

Our hearts will always touch.

Always and Forever,

Your baby girl loves you so much.

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Loss of Mother Poem
by Karen Malbon


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This poem was written when my mum passed away. I like to think she is still around.

She will always be an angel to me. 


 I hope you are my angel looking down on me,

 I hope your spirit is roaming around us happy and free,

Are you behind me as I move through the day?

 Looking out for me in your own special way?

 Are you the wind that blows through my hair?

On a hot summers day when there is barely any air?

Mum can't you see the tears that I cry ?

Begging for your help as the days pass slowly by?

I need to know that you are by my side,

If you are there, why do you hide?

I am your daughter who is lonely and scared,

Needing the warmth and love that we always shared.

 If I am blessed with an angel by my side ,

I hope its you Mum to be my guide.

Your soul was so beautiful when you were alive ,

 You were always my guardian angel in my eyes.

Please Mum never leave my side

 Always be my angel till the day I die

Memorial Poem to Dad
by Gill West

 (Kent, UK)

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Written in memory of my dear Dad who passed away some years ago but have shared with many friends over the years in their times of sorrow. 


It's hard to find the words to say

Exactly how I feel

 Sometimes when sad I shed a tear

 But know that time will heal

It wasn't very long ago

 That I could talk to you

We'd share a joke, a worry too

 We'd know just what to do

I can't imagine where you are

 But hope it's somewhere calm

 Away from fear, no pain or hurt

Quite safe from any harm

I want to say I miss you

 Because you can't be here

 But then I know you're in my heart

 Those memories are so dear

Goodnight, God bless, I won't forget

 Your face, your smile, your touch

 To know that you are now at peace

Will always mean so much

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Tribute to Grandpa
by Monica

 (Tacoma Wa USA)

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Grandpa i know when i was a little kid
i had fun watching TV or playing the game with you
now i can't but i know you still want to..
Grandpa when i play my ps2
i think of you sitting next to me playing with me.

Grandpa i love you and miss you,
I sit here and think why Grandma would tell you to go to the light..
...I was mad when i found out because you were in so much pain
i thought you better, but God took you
and we needed you the most too.

Grandpa i know you are in a better place
but i wish i could see you...
I know it is different here but i know you are here..
i miss you Grandpa

R.I.P Grandpa

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Christian Funeral or Memorial
by Lynnette Haralampopoulo 

(Toronto, Ontario, Canada)

All things in this world have a beginning and an end.
Man is born and man dies.
In this reality of things, God intervenes.
He becomes man, he is born in Bethlehem
and he dies on the cross.
But then he resurrects;
he reminds humans we are not just another part of his creation.
Yes, we have a beginning and an end on earth
but we are created in his image and likeness.
Death is not the end but the beginning of eternity. Christ invites us to live in a way
that will lead us to eternal happiness with him.

We use the word "end" to describe death.
In Greek "end" translates as "goal" or "purpose".
The end of a human life
means the person reached his or her goal of existence.
And the goal of our existence, of our life,
is eternity with our Creator.

Today we honor the life and unification of ......
with his/her creator.

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Funeral Poem-a Tribute
by Emma Miles


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Verse written, with little help, for my husbands nan

How do we let a mother go?

 How do we say "I'm ready now to go on without you"?

 How can we ever have a clue of what that really means?

And of a sudden the moment is upon us, and there's no turning back.

 And then we know what grief is,... and guilt and love and things undone.

Try to prepare and we will fail in some way, be it subtle or looming....

But there is peace too. peace and acceptance and overwhelming love
that we maybe 
weren't aware of. waves and waves of conflicting emotion,
And laughter too, 
and memories we hadn't bothered lately
to recall come flooding back in shared 
and it's all about you

And there's gratitude.. so much of that,
that we had you, such a wonderful mother...

Bright and shining, nobody's fool,
independent, but humble too;

Smart, and kind, and fun.

A part of you has passed away,
but much is carried everyday within us,
and will as 
long as we are here.

This may be a final tribute,

A day to celebrate your life and say goodbyes;

But it's not final.

Every day I'll celebrate in some way,
just by the virtue of how you shaped my life,

The absolute and incredible fortune that I knew you.

As a mother, nan, sister, a friend, a woman

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JOURNEY, Funeral Sentiments
by Val

 (Lincoln, UK)

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I'm going on a journey,

down the road that links the future to the past

 and the only load I carry

is the love I bear for those I leave behind.

 I take with me the memories

of a life I filled with laughter and with joy,

 and I'm following a path

 that leads to places only pictured in my mind.

 And all I ask of you is that you miss me,

just a little, now and then,

but laugh when you speak of me

as you would if talking of an absent friend,

and know that I'll be waiting

if it takes until the stars begin to fall,

when you walk the road that I took

 walk fast...and I'll be waiting at the end.

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Poem for a Fathers Funeral
by Cliff Sargeant

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My father died recently and I could not find a suitable poem to read for him at his cremation that reflected what I wanted to say, so I wrote my own.


When I was born that man was there,

 Tall and strong and fair of hair.

 He watched my mother give me birth,

 As I fought my way onto this Earth.

That man would rock me off to sleep,

Would wipe my tears when I did weep.

He watched me go from crawl to walk,

And smiled with pride when I learned to talk.

That man taught me to ride a bike,

 And even how to fly a kite.

He taught me to know wrong from right,

When to run and when to fight.

That man was made of many parts,

 A teacher of life's skills and arts.

 Full of love and full of care,

 With much to give, and much to share.

As I grew older so did he,

 But that man was always there for me.

 His love, unspoken, but strong and clear,

 Of that I have no doubt or fear.

Time passed, that man grew old and frail,

 No longer strong, but weak and pale.

 Now I helped him, as he'd helped me

A debt to repay, no charge, no fee.

And now that man has left this life,

No longer parted from his wife

Memories are all that we have left

Of that man who was the best.

Who was that man, you may well ask?

 To tell you now is my last task.

 It makes me proud, it makes me glad,

To tell you that man, he was my dad.

Webmaster: Although written for Cliff's dad it could have been for almost everyone's. I have no doubt that this will be used often..won't that make Cliff's dad "smile with pride"

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I'm not the only son to have lost a mum
by Nigel S. Williams 

(London, UK)

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Dedicated to and in remembrance of my mum
 who passed away on 6.9.2009

I know I'm not the first nor the last

To have a parent pass,

But when this son lost his mum,

 Life itself became numb

And I couldn't talk to anyone.

Gone was the only one

Who could say don't worry son

And make me believe

Better times were to come.

 I give thanks to family and friends

Who tried their best

 To comfort me

Through this difficult test,

But "sorry for your loss",

 Lost meaning with time,

And no I'll never be fine.

 You see no amount of time

 Can drive those memories from my mind

 Of all the good times mum and I shared

 And how she always so unselfishly cared.

 An angel on Earth is what she was,

 And what she's gone to be,

 But most importantly to me she will always be

 The one who loved me unreservedly!

Webmaster: Great stuff, Nigel

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Memorial Poem to Mum
by Valerie Overton-Davies

 (Shropshire UK)

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I wrote this poem following the death of my dear Mum, Edna who passed away three years ago. She was my best friend and a wonderful mother to her four children. As she truly loved all the beauty that is around us all everyday, this was not a difficult poem to write - the words say it all, just how much she is missed.

Precious Gifts

I hear the blackbird singing

his song so pure and true,

he sings of days when you were here

I'm sure he's missed you too.

The beauty of the garden

remembers you the same,

the whispering trees, with falling leaves

forever call your name.

The flowers you carefully planted

enrich our lives each year,

 they too recall your gentle touch,

 like us, they've missed you here.

In fact it seems most everything

 from earth to skies above,

 reflect the joy you gave to us

wrapped up and sealed with love.

We thank you for these precious gifts

 you chose to leave behind.

We'll treasure them forever more,

 so gentle, pure and kind.

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Dear Lord
by Kayleigh Orr 


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I wrote this for my fiance family. They lost a loved one on Wednesday 6th October 2010 it was great sadness to all of us

Dear Lord hear our faithful prayer

Now he is with you, show him love and care

Let him in to heaven though the golden gate

Now life has been and had its fate

 Please tell him he is always in our heart and mind

 Because we can't believe we have lost someone so pure and kind

And please tell him we will be OK

We have cried a little but we think of him everyday


Beloved Sister
by Chathu 

(Sri Lanka)

Thinking of you

 from the whole of my heart

 I just remember

your rosy cheeks and

 lovely red lips

we have grown up together

and the things we share

we joked,laugh and

 even cried together

you were my sole friend.

My sister,

 you taught me to laugh

when all the others cry,

 you taught me to be honest

when others cheat

 But today we have been far apart.

You're there and I'm somewhere here,

 Although it is so

 I have kept you in a special place of my heart

So that you are there

not only in my heat but also in my soul.

In Memory of Ann Mary Stenberg
by Deborrah Ann Stenberg

 (Billings, Montana USA)

As a wife to my father, Herbert Frank Stenberg, a grandmother to my children Chase and Brittney Plum, a daughter to Jerry and Ann Pospisil, a mother to me, Deborrah Ann Stenberg, and a very dear friend to so many who adored you. I praise you for your dedicated efforts.

My heart has been shattered. I’m very lonely without you. Time has passed and I’ll never forget you. Missing you is naturally expected. I’m so sorry for all the pain you had tragically suffered. Your significance will be highlighted forever.

Our mothers adamantly teach us comfort, guidance, love and consideration with a notable decency to be upstanding human beings. In their profitable teaching, we also learn to choose and accept the directions we need to follow in order to be happy, safe and successful. Unfortunately, death can come upon us much too quickly, therefore, we should always appreciate all the people we like or love. Remember to honor and cherish those who are living and never forget the ones who are gone.

Years before your illnesses

I had seen your strength

 I had admired your ambition

 I had heard your compassion from soft words spoken

I had observed your devotion and honored your success

Trying my best to encourage your talent.

 I had always been proud of your notable achievements

And I’m so grateful for the person you were

 Even though you’re gone, I know that you’re near me

Watching, helping, guiding, listening and protecting.

Protecting is what mothers excel at.

An Angel on Earth, now an Angel in Heaven

Both worlds have been blessed with your presence.

Golden days, precious moments, and treasured 
Thank you my dear mother for the gift of yourself.
Priceless will indicate your meaning.

Memorial Poem
by eileen 

(barnsley england)

In Our Hearts

One year has passed since you went away

One year has passed since we saw your face

So we close our eyes and open our hearts

 And yes there you are

Tucked in a corner all cosy and snug

Surrounded by all our love

 Keeping our memories precious and safe

 Until the day we meet again

Tribute to a Deceased Father


To a Dad, that in the beginning was hard and brash but in the end was a Dad I ALWAYS WANTED. Taken away by cancer

My Dad

In the early days when we were young


 Here comes your Dad,we'd hide and run.

 Back from the pub,you'd just been

 With that starey look,you seemed so mean

 And no loud noise within the house

 Tippy toe-ing like a little dormouse

 But times did change

And you became a pleasant fellow

 Funny and chatty and quite mellow

 A Dad we could love

 Different from the past

But all good things NEVER last

Disaster struck and you became quite ill

 Taking and trying every sort of pill

 Just to stay with us a little longer

 Mum right there to make you stronger

A battle fought tooth and nail

 But no happy ending like a fairy tale

You fell asleep with no more pain

 Our teardrops fell like pouring rain

One true Dad our best friend

I'd have wished for more years and not this quick end

We all miss you Dad you are the best

 We are so sad but you're now at rest

So cheerio from us all and your loving WIFE

Till we all meet again in the afterlife

Poem for Funeral Flowers
by Corrinna Turner

 (United Kingdom)

I wrote this for my mum when her mum passed away a couple of weeks ago, as my mum's mother hasn't been in her life for 18 years or so, she struggled to find the right words to put on the funeral flower card.

As Time Goes By

As time goes by, people fall apart,

 But you are always in my heart.

In Remembrance of Dad
by Maureen Brow

 (West Yorkshire)

I wrote this poem on the first anniversary of my fathers death 15 years ago:

A Place In My Heart

There's a place in my heart no-one can fill

For a father I loved and always will.

 The day that you died dad my heart broke in two

 And one piece went to heaven with you.

So God treat him kindly for he was the best

Of the stars up in heaven he outshines the rest.

Tell him one day I'll join him when my days are through

So my broken heart can be put back in two.

Wife Memorial Poem
by Kathleen Gallagher

(Bolton uk)

A rose for you

My poem is about a friend of mine who lost his wife through cancer and he had planted a rose bush and put her ashes in the base of the plant. It didnt grow for a long time then all of a sudden one morning he noticed it just suddenly started showing buds and within a week there was a beautiful red rose. It made him feel his wife was around him, to comfort him.

I look out of the window,

 and see the first buds of bloom,

 the tears start to flow,

 as I sit in this cold and empty room,

as I sit I remember
your beautiful face,

you dressed so fine,
and walked with such grace,

Every morning I sit and stare,

as the buds get bigger,

and I feel that you're there,

 then one morning, as I took a glance,

I knew then that I had a chance,

 I had a chance to get through,

the days without you,

The most beautiful rose with tears of dew,

I knew it was for me,

 It was sent by you.

Poem for Headstone
by Karen Jones


My brother died in a car crash in 1994 at the age of 26. I couldn't find anything to suit the bubbly live wire person he was so I wrote my own. This verse was put on his headstone.

Golden Smile

A million times we've wished you back,

But it was not to be,

 Your golden smile we'll always treasure,

 But can no longer see,

 We know that the world we live in,

Can be trouble and strife,

So we hope you'll always be happy,

In your world of eternal life.

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This is based on a nuclear bomb taking us all. Humorous finish to the proceedings, if that appeals

When you attend a funeral
It is sad to think that sooner 'al
Or later, those you love will do the same for you

And you may have thought it tragic
Not to mention other adjectives
To think of all the weeping they will do

But don't you worry, no more ashes
No more sackcloth
And an armband made of black cloth
Will someday never more adorn a sleeve
For the bomb that drops on you
Gets your friends and neighbours too
There'll be nobody left behind to grieve

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