I first heard this poem at a service for 911. It stayed with me off and on for years. I lost my younger brother two years ago. I chose to read this poem at his funeral. I truly hope he is just in the next room. Reply by Matthew Sedita 4 years ago Today is the 4th anniversar...
Funeral Poems 137 Healing Poems NEW AUDIOBOOK 'SUPPORTING PEOPLE THROUGH BEREAVEMENT' Hear our 6 poem sample: 'A Long Cup Of Tea' 'The Golf Course In The Sky' 'Bingo' 'Grandpa's Lost His Gr' 'Life Goes On' & 'My Mum' & GLASTONBURY ...
"A FUNERAL POEM ON THE DEATH OF C. E. AN INFANT AGED TWELVE MONTHS." THROUGH airy roads he wings his instant flightTo purer regions of celestial light;Enlarg'd he sees unnumber'd systems roll,Beneath him sees the universal whole,Planets on planets run their destin'd round,And circling ...
”Every once in a while, a poem or song is so well constructed, so clearly conveys the authors meaning and is so precisely expressive that it becomes something of an anthem. The poem below, Epitaph, was written by Merrit Malloy and as one of those poems, has become a staple of funeral...
Whether you’re speaking at a loved one’s funeral or looking for the right words toexpress your condolencesin a card, a poem about dying may not be the first thing that comes to mind. But if you choose it well, a poem can say what you’re trying (and failing) to articulate on yo...
and burn in thee. My gentle and mild being through thy ruthless fury has turned into a raging hell that is not from here. Quite pure, quite free of future planning, I mounted the tangled funeral pyre built for my suffering, so sure of nothing more to buy for future needs, ...
[Poem, in] In Memory. The Last Sickness, Death, And Funeral Obsequies, of Alexander H. Stephens, Governor of Georgia. By I. W. AveryPaul Hamilton Hayne
Poem About Memories Of An Aunt I thank you for the kind words and for being that beautiful you, For listening to my side regardless of whatever you had to do. Thank you for the gifts of love and for going out of your way. Thanks for that great "just us girls" day. Read Complete...
Write your comment about It Was Not Death, For I Stood Up, poem by Emily DickinsonYour Name: Your Comment: Submit your commentBest Poems of Emily Dickinson Had I Not Seen The Sun Grief Is A Mouse Home I Felt A Funeral, In My Brain The Saddest Noise, The Sweetest Noise...
And one day, we broke down his door because he had not been seen for a while. And what was left of him had become part of the bed he died in. I was one of the few mourners at his funeral, and wrote this poem; Brothers and sisters, life is short ...