We feel it as loss just now, but of course, it is love. The mark of those we love is made more deeply, more profoundly. The imprint they have made is not washed away like a footprint in the sand Wind the clock, cut the grass, trim the ivy. Your uniform badge, my inability to whistle.Įvery time I polish my shoes, walk that path, Sheet music for the piano.Ī white feather on the ground, the smell of summer.īarley sugars. The silver birch in the garden.ĭragonflies, Devonshire beaches, grandma’s knitting needlesĪ tiny, silver, sugar cruet. Paper planes.Ī polo mint sucked between two chocolate buttons. Where all tears will be wiped from our mind, and where we will never lose you again. Until we see your face again in that land where there is no more separation, May you continue to inspire us to enter each day with a generous heart You would want us to find you in presence, beside us when beauty brightens, when kindness glows and music echoes eternal tones. Let us not look for you only in memory, where we would grow lonely without you. We look towards each other no longer from the old distance of our names now you dwell inside the rhythm of breath, as close to us as we are to ourselves. Your mind always sparkled with wonder at things. Whatever you enfolded in your gaze quickened in the joy of its being you placed smiles like flowers on the altar of the heart. The sound of your voice found for us a new music that brightened everything. Your love was like the dawn - brightening over our lives, awakening beneath the dark a further adventure of colour. Though we need to weep your loss, you dwell in that safe place in our hearts, where no storm or night or pain can reach you. Though we need to weep your loss (from John O'Donohue) Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on. You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on You can remember her and only that she is gone Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday WHEN I AM DEAD CRY FOR ME A LITTLE FULLOr you can be full of the love that you shared Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back But the most important thing is even if we are apart I’ll always be with you. Stronger than you seem and smarter than you think. If ever there is a tomorrow when we’re not together there is something you must always remember… You are braver than you believe. He noted that first came his date of birth Until that fine day we’re together again.ĭo Not Stand At My Grave and Weep (Mary Elizabeth Frye) I miss you all dearly so keep up your chin Go on with your lives, don’t stare at the wall Keep on smiling, the sun will shine through. Remember the best times, the laughter, the songsĬontinue my heritage, I’m counting on you I hear a voice that whispers, ‘Grieve not for me’ Seize the day, care for all, be a friend.Ī branch has fallen from the family tree (Author unknown) So live for each truth that you already know: My journey is over – or perhaps it goes on, I ask of you this, if you will, now and then: Good friends who have travelled each mile Remember the days that we have all shared,Įach day of my life, I’ve been glad to have known When the years of my life have come to an end, When the years of my life have come to an end (John Gordon) There’ll be with his mates shouting ‘Goal!’ With his mates on the stand, he’d join in the songs,Īnd after the match with a pint in his hand,īut now there’ll be one less voice in the crowd,īut maybe there’ll be goal posts in heaven,Īnd over the noise of a choir singing songs, There are lots to be found online, of course, but here are some - including some of my own.Īt home or away, he’d be there for his team,Īnd not only when sunny or at the top of the league, Choosing the right reading or poem for a funeral is so important and can be quite hard.
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