Bereavement Poems,Funeral Poems,Memorial Poems

Bereavement Poems,Funeral Poems,Memorial Poems:

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

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.

Footprints
One night I dreamed I was walking Along the beach with the Lord, Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky. In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints. Other times there was only one. This bothered me because I noticed During the low periods of my life when I was Suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints. So I said to the Lord, “You promised me, Lord, that if I followed you, You would walk with me always. But I noticed during the most trying periods Of my life there has only been One set of prints in the sand. Why, when I needed you most, Have you not been there for me? The Lord replied, “The times when you have seen only one set of footprints It was then that I carried you.”

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. Unknown Author

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 for long And not with your head bowed low Remember the love that once we shared Miss me, but let me go. For this is a journey we all must take And each must go alone. It’s all part of the master plan A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick at heart Go the friends we know. Laugh at all the things we used to do Miss me, but let me go. 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 fear 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.