Family Funeral Poems - Poems about Family Funeral

Poem for Dad Of flesh and blood that nature gives to our breath must one day be given back for life was lent by Earth's hand and now it is returned Dad though lives always in us He is the movement of the swaying tree The light that dawns our day He is the sparkle glistening on the sea The energy of the wave He is...

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From one heart to another, Uncle Carl you will truly be missed ... And May God continue to bless you from beyond the heavens. I love you ... And Auntie Connie, thank you for blessing me with the idea of this poem. Which is ...

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Great sorrow felt. That judgement thou dealt. Selfish and blinded. Unbridled. Nature divided. Absolutely required. Discarded as folly. Parried as play. Honor and pride. Mother beholden....

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Your years have been long and beautiful You Ruled with Power and Might Your majesty and your reign were not in question Because God made you our greatest pride Unfortunately, today you disappeared in the middle of the unknown But forever, We your people will remember you Our Beloved Queen, Queen Elizabeth, Long Lived Your Reign, For you have delivered us from...

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Please Don't take that chance away from your kids ,make good choices for yourself for them : My Dad, my Dad didn't have much just rich in heart, wasn't really book smart so took to the streets, he was gentle but if you pissed him off then he would get disgruntle, he was a man...

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We started on a common path, But not one of our choice. In time we went our separate ways, To hear or find our voice, And so traversed the wilderness With joys and dangers fraught. The path I chose, not best or worst, Just mine, or so I thought. I did not scale that rocky cliff, Nor cross that deep crevasse; I found the briars...

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Reaching eighty-five All of a sudden I’m eighty-five and start remembering of things past and begin to think to relieve the burden for my children to bear I begin to think and stare. An introduction to the roll of hospice funeral arrangements, crypt for final justice mausoleum. plot,...

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Daddy's piano plays my sadness The funeral of a feeling with a funny uncle at the mass The windows feel the breeze it's 6 pm in the afternoon, in Lisbon The sun hides in a purple dusky sky We feel formal but weak We feel the missing of a heart...

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Thank you Think of me, but do not weep, I have no pain. Dwell not for long my friends, as none of us can stay. Your time on earth is precious, so enjoy every living day. For my friends who really liked me, I sincerely thank you all. But to my family who truly loved me, I thank you...

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Candle in the wind,a memory,a prayer,silent words are spoken,now our loved ones are not there..we will always remember,the good times we had,always great and fun memories,the good and the bad..meet again one day,up in the sky,its always an hello,never a final goodbye.....

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One day I'll lay upon a bed and someone near will declare me dead Don't cry for me when my time is done for life for me has just begun I'll enter Heaven through pearly gates and walk down the streets of gold And Jesus will be waiting with open arms with found loved ones young and old Grandma will be holding the...

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What was brewing? A health care debate done for fooling What bill? Who has the medical skill? Up there on the Hill Are they still talking about the prescription pill? Then the legal eagles read the will Where I am going with this? Noticing people not being able to give a good bye kiss While finishing the two due...

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The Lingering and the Unconsoled Heart by Michael R. Burch There is a silence— the last unspoken moment before death, when the moon, cratered and broken, is all madness and light, when the breath comes low and complaining, and the heart is a ruin of emptiness and night. There is a grief— the grief of a lover's embrace while faith still shimmers in a...

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No Getting Back to Normal, a 9-11 Poem by Michael R. Burch for the survivors of 9-11 Intrude upon my grief; sit; take a spot of milk to cloud the blackness that you feel; add artificial sweeteners to conceal the bitter aftertaste of loss. You’ll heal if I do not. The coffee’s hot. You speak: of bundt cakes, polls, the price of eggs....

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I was saddened to hear the passing of our beloved sister Adele, Now that she has gone home to the Lord. She will be remembered by her sisters and brother, As a loving mother and friend to her husband Dr. Norm. Dr. Norman and her children, Kevin, Ken , Karin and Kris, They have many good memories of their mother...

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