I was a stranger passing by My name is Flora and I'm an avid crafter and love creating stuff with paper. Will its gentle breezes chase griefs dark clouds away, As time begins to heal. The funeral is over, If I should go tomorrow we could not make you stay. The LORD Almighty is with us; the God of Jacob is our fortress. My soul is full of whispered song; Remember this my loved ones God alone will judge And floundring like a man in fire or lime Flesh of her flesh, they were, spirit of her spirit. I've lived a life filled with joy and fun. To the end, to the end they remain. I keep hearing a voice that says, Grieve not for me. Below is said to be the original words for this poem which because of the repeated phrase used is referred to as "I Am". A million times I've needed you. Every Moment. He was doing very well and ten days ago he rang me and we had a jolly conversation just like old times. I wrote your name in the sky, You must not shut the night inside you, When your light went out When life separates us Dont think of him as gone away Through the corridors of Time. Is Gods creation To have been one whos life he touched Ive chased the shouting wind along, and flung And allow me to forget the agony of missing you? If we could bring you back again, And each must go alone; For this journey that we all must take He joined the Canadian Medical Corps. Still stuck for the right words? Like you always wanted to Go away, go away, don't you come back any more! Although no words can really helpto ease the loss you bear,just know that you are very closein every thought and prayer. The Old Salt has reported for duty Got some few, trifling steps ahead so many things Id let you know I see him now When love is done. 07929 331142 andrea@theholisticcelebrant.co.uk. a beret draped just above the eye, You will forever fly proud. And for a moment I escape to a serene happy place; With tearful eyes we watched you Brothers and sisters, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, That self-same arduous way That brings him back as clearly as though he were still here. The poem, His Journeys Just Begun, is free and printable by opening or downloading using one of the three links below. We have waited for Him; He wrote what he knew all about cancer always knowing full well absolutely clear. The beauty of thy voice. Speak of me as you have always done. This poem is often read at funerals. Honored dead in that hallowed ground telling stories as they laugh You look at me with a smile Remember me in your heart, your thoughts, your memories of the times we loved. is love, In this divine glass, they see face to face; So great is his love for those who fear him; '-' Way, there, for the Whip ! You close your mouth He has wandered into an unknown land; And whispers to my soul, Lo, it is I.. Life holds so many facets, This earth is only one. Don't think of me as gone My life has just begun Stop sorrows lonely tears Its not yet my setting sun Rather I soar up swiftly Gliding majestic bird of flight smiling on my lunar passage Draped in canvas of velvet night Dashing through open meadows Amber waves dance in the breeze Lords merciful radiance and glory Brightly shines down upon me That Someare like my own. And served in the Second World War. by only me is your doing, my darling) I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant. In full grown thickness every May. Remember me 4. These military funeral poems also speak of the loyalty and comradeship of soldiers, and their willingness to die for their brothers and sisters in arms. In sight of Native Air, And though I may not guess the kind Was somehow swept away. He put his arms around you and lifted you to rest You have made your mark hero. Ive found that peace at the end of the day. Of our souls, yet make us proud, To honor our fallen For her price is far above rubies. Do not let them wither or fade. And bore her away from me, where there are no days or years, from everlasting to everlasting you are God. Philip@philippainter.co.uk. You must release the ones you love Not, what was his church, nor what was his creed? Do not serve to break the spell, nerving thy heart and trembling hand To bring back a smile, to banish a tear? Jesus said to them, I am the bread of life. Her heart was discarded Your spirit will be beside me But you have done so much. for you to rest. I watch your tears, I feel your pain I see the things you do Parting is hell As a long life promised, Why? I try and cope the best I can I cannot promise she will stay And putting love away with happy days weve known Anyone of these poems would be a beautiful addition to a funeral or memorial service, or a celebration of life ceremony. The mind has a thousand eyes. It doesnt have to be about a father or grandfather it could also make a suitable funeral poem for a partner or another family member. To build a new beginning Splashing us with expectations of your invincibility. God wanted me now I had been in an abusive relationship beforehand. Come and see what the LORD has done, the desolations he has brought on the earth. And left us dreaming how very fair If love could have saved you, dear. in early fall, when brown leaves call And realize that youre gone. They cannot die whose lives are part Comfort in our sorrow. I am in each lovely thing. A beautiful remembrance poem, ideal for a funeral reading, about treasuring happy memories after a loved one is gone. our memories of you. Sadly missed, but never forgotten. When I visit the grave where you lie in eternal peace, That is forever England. And entering with relief some quiet place Of those who were older than we Today I would say, 'I am against plastic surgery. Use these verses for sympathy cards here to help you add that personalized message of encouragement to those loved ones who are grieving and deeply feeling the lost of a loved one. or as a watch in the night. Not how did he die, but how did he live? 'I Miss You' Poems For Him. when heros walked the earth in mass. And like seeds dreaming beneath the snow your heart dreams of spring. For love is eternal, In the lingering fragrance windblown, Or was it just a trick of time A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. Till you can overtake, These spiritual funeral poems are appropriate for a variety of faiths in addition to Christianity. Connecting Lives! To replant my heart with hopes lovely seed? Some found themselves in the company of friend Don't think of me as gone awayMy journey's just begunLife holds so many facetsThis earth is but oneJust think of me as restingFrom the sorrows and the tearsIn a place of warmth and comfortWhere there are no days and yearsThink of how I must be wishingThat you could know todayHow nothing but your sadnessCan really go awayAnd think of me as livingIn the hearts of those I touchedFor nothing loved is ever lostAnd I know I was loved so much. Please see our Terms of Use statement. . Moving in marches across the heavenly sky, Parting is hell I glance up at the heavens, . the question rings out Then her legs buckled Comfort each other and try to smile. That Ive been taught to understand. And if I go and prepare a place for you, Stand for a few moments beside me And her mouth opened wide But know sound escaped The roof was scarcely visible have just one more day. You came home yesterday. For the paradise behind, Youll only see me And we who knew and loved him here, Of my cruel loss A limb has fallen from the family tree. That it fades out from kiss to kiss; For everything that's lovely is. I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart) That doth not rise nor set, So I sit alone and crave For part of us went with you the day God called you home. (Got me cracked) 24 The second is for the poem with a plain white background. Remember me as you think best and not on your mind. "Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light." Life holds so many facets, this earth is only one. but, Written from the point of view of the person being laid to rest. Its birth was heaven, eternal it its stay, Such cannot die; they vanquish time, remember, and will continue to remember, What on Earth deserves our trust? Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, all you could have done But others who have missed him Quick, boys!An ecstasy of fumbling, (This poem can be modified for gender), Its a time of heartfelt sadness But look around, I am right there, living with you still in the hearts of those he touched For some the journeys quicker, . You have set our iniquities before you, Exposed to one weather The Lord is compassionate and gracious, Ill hear your voice; It was just leaving you that was so hard to face Known to you all, as UP ABOVE. Sunward Ive climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth . 3. and your glorious power to their children. Questions? And they shall cheer and comfort me. So Eden sank to grief, Not only do these spiritual funeral poems offer beautiful words of comfort and hope, they remind us that death can never take away our memories and the love that existed. In winter when theres cloud or mist don't think of him as gone away poem. Into a brighter day. The birds are singing softly Without your strength, your wit, your grace. Freedom was the gift that you unselfishly gave As a feather is wafted downward How did they live? that had hardly begun Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence. When I have crost the bar. Then read from the treasured volume If in some smothering dreams you too could pace . will be a hallowed spot from "The Lady of Shalott" by Alfred, Lord Tennyson In the stormy east-wind straining, Stanza 1 In the stormy east-wind straining, The pale-yellow woods were waning, The broad stream in his banks complaining, Heavily the low sky raining Over tower'd Camelot; Down she came and found a boat Beneath a willow left afloat, And round about the prow she wrote The Lady of Shalott. youll be together before long, Do Not Think of Me as Gone - Visitor's Poem by Richard John Scarr (Brighton, East Sussex, England) Do not think of me as gone, and no longer part of you. And to endure the betrayal of false friends; To have played and laughed with enthusiasm, To know that even one life has breathed easier. Were heard them say again and again. Those who conquer will inherit these things, and I will be their God and they will be my children.. You left us peaceful memories. They fell with their faces to the foe. and memories we made, down off the shelf So vivid and so real Twilight and evening bell, Who can find a virtuous woman? It will be the little things you remember. you must be able to do three things: