Family Farewell Poems | Examples
These Family Farewell poems are examples of Farewell poems about Family. These are the best examples of Farewell Family poems written by international poets.
Charlie was a gift, lifting us to thoughts, making us think of all the stuff we want to know.
Charlie was light, making all of our thoughts feel his light, making us want to participate in his debate with life.
Charlie was a man of God, working day and night for all of God’s delight.
Charlie was a lover of family and worked to grow heaven’s army, shining light to all that would listen, he made a path for us to follow.
Charlie was called home, and I am sure God was standing at the door, waiting for the amazing Charlie to make heaven light up with joy.
Charlie we will miss you every day, we will work hard to spread all of your words.
Charlie your spirit for life, is spreading like the fire of God, just like the words God spoke to Moses from the burning bush.
Charlie we lift prayer for you and your family; we are all keeping you in our thoughts and hearts.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
A Story of Santosh that was entangled in grief
It was just another day, he thought
He stepped out of the house with his family to return
Unaware of the danger awaiting at the accident spot
He and his wife, children went out jolly, talking about
They got onto the bike and went for a ride as usual
Oh, Santosh, if at all you knew
Your day ends in a dreadful growl
You are broken and bleeding, growling on the side of the road
Wounded, wondered who would save his loving family lying a distance away
His wife watches from afar helplessly, two kids and her husband mourning uncontrolled
Oh, that dreadful day, will they ever forget the misery life has thrown
The death of his only budding toddler, struggling to breathe and left the world reeling
If at all, he knows the danger ahead.
His family would be living safely and securely
Santosh had to pass this day and face the pain as long as he is alive
God allowed this, and they have to let go; their sorrows and pain
Which seems to be healed but remains fresh in life, displeased
Life gives joy and sorrows; smile in your good days and cry when no one sees
How in a twinkle of an eye,
Your life so make a lot of sense.
Now, the world heave a nasty sigh...
What an atmosphere with such tense!
Insane to ever imagine...
The plain sky once sunny turn loosed,
How wealth to death has no bargain!
Life would have got hade's gut seduced.
The sunny sky soon faded out,
While love just become a true fan
Beyond every possible doubt
It's better he got 'serve a ban'
Diogo Jota bids farewell soon,
A gentle goodnight to fans ears.
Though he had a very bright June,
But July disguise awful cheers...
Rest well in the blossoms of God,
We hope you find real happiness...
Though no one understands the odd;
Death defines not your readiness.
Condolences to Portugal...
Above earthly accomplishments;
Find eternal rest off struggle,
Mercy placed above punishments.
Wems Henry Temmy
2025
R I P Diogo Jota
#DiogoJota
Father
I miss you
I wish we were close
You're not that far,
we're in the same house
We eat dinner together
We converse by silence,
You smile at me, fill the space
with jokes and love
That we both know I won't respond to.
But we pretend, we all do,
That we are a happy family.
Like I don't just act like you don't exist.
You were the quiet storm,
I remember watching the ashes of
my favourite teddy bear
That you set fire to, behind my back.
Good thinking,
I didn't scream with tears or
Make a scene
I quietly told myself
'That's impossible'.
Maybe it wasn't just the stuffed animal
You knew to burn.
You burnt our connection too.
This time again, I didn't cry.
I swallowed my sadness and
Painted dreams on denial.
Denial that you're not my home.
That you're not the void inside me.
I waited, looking at you
through the window of hope
With the doors wide open.
You didn't come.
I quietly locked it from inside.
I stopped waiting.
And then the city drowned,
The soft rain now summoning floods.
You knock on the door,
Desperate and helpless.
You try to break in, kick it open.
It doesn't budge.
The city drowns under.
Mother whispered stories from the start,
Of the day that etched her heart.
A newborn cry, her tears flowed free,
Tears of joy—for that cry was me.
The family gathered, throwing their bids,
Choosing a name to crown her kid.
A title stamped upon my brow,
A world of promise awaited somehow.
Then comes a day, stark and bare,
When life no longer lingers there.
All you owned, gone in a breath,
Leaving behind a trace of death.
A final paper marked my name,
A hollow milestone cloaked in shame.
Again, my mother’s tears would flow,
Not joy this time, just sorrow's glow.
Her child departed—not by flight,
Nor by ship, nor wheels of might.
This journey knew no engine's churn,
Only silence, cold and stern.
The dead, remembered briefly so,
While the living hold their grief to show.
They praised the child on that last day,
But not when he needed it along the way.
So when I leave, keep it brief,
No need for shows to mask the grief.
For that day holds no grand design,
Let me fade from heart and mind.
Life's value lies not in just two dates—
The birth we hail, the death we state.
But in the days of triumph untold,
And the stories of a life made bold.
Not all dad's can stay
to be
the love you need,
tho' some try.
Get dressed in the night..
in the morning hope for
a pajama'd hug.
Eyes bend when life fails
to feed a family
oh, the eyes l've seen.
Not all dad's learn,
to a love less earned
than each has returned.
A soul brings strength-
but not in every guise
not in everything.
Remember this,
even if you think it's of no help
love doesn't end,
even when yours missed, in a given
farewell.
As the world tends to go around
I look up at the sky, from the ground
Can't shake this feeling of how blue it can be
So, I ask myself why has God chosen me
Don't get me wrong it a beautiful thing
To be chosen by the creator like an angel with wings
Then, out of the light comes the darkness
People suffering and killing and families remorsing
Love one are being taken away too soon.
They're lying on the floor in the back bedroom
Their last call was for help, but no one was there
Someone came thru the door and began to stare
The person was gone. Cpr didn't help
Why am I chosen to be the angle of death
I realize no help is coming, and that won't change
We just adjust in life and deal with the pain
So we buried the thought in the back of our mind
We just deal with the situation time after time
If we call for help, it wouldn't even matter.
The pain is buried in our minds like a close chapter
The sweet voice of the announcer
Echoed through the airport.
Ladies and Gentlemen
Gate 4 Malta Paris is now open.
Take your hand luggage
And have your tickets ready.
*
He picked up his briefcase,
Looked at his lady friend,
Her eyes were swollen with tears.
He dared not kiss her goodbye.
Will you be back, she stammered.
No, it is better this way. For I
Have loved you on and off.
You don’t deserve a man like me.
You need a steadfast person,
Someone who will care for you
In a very proper way.
You will be loved and have a family,
A kind person who deserves you.
I am not that kind of person.
Don’t think I shall not miss you.
I’ll wander around the periphery
Of Rue de Jardin, always alone
No woman will take your place.
Silence will be my companion.
I deserve no better. So my sweet,
I bid you farewell. And wipe away
The small tear in my eye.
*
Then he gave her a thin envelope.
It was her one-way ticket for Paris.
Would she go?
IF I KNEW
IF I KNEW TODAY WOULD BE MY LAST DAY,
I WOULD…..
LAUGH HARD AT ALL THE THINGS I ALWAYS WANTED TO
SMILE AT EVERYONE I SEE
HUG AS MANY PEOPLE AS I COULD GET MY ARMS AROUND
CALL MY FAMILY AND TELL THEM I LOVE THEM
CALL MY OLD FRIENDS AND “Remember When”
MAKE A VIDEO FOR MY GRANDCHILD TO WATCH SOMEDAY
DRESS UP IN SOMETHING WHIMSICAL
EAT ALL MY FAVORITE FOODS
LISTEN TO MY FAVORITE SONGS
OPEN ALL THE DOORS AND WINDOWS AND LET THE BREEZE FILL THE AIR
STEP OUTSIDE AND LISTEN TO THE WIND AND THE BIRDSONGS
HOPE FOR RAIN, SO THAT I COULD DANCE IN THE RAIN ONE LAST TIME
LOOK AT THE NIGHT SKY AND STARS AND KNOW HEAVEN WAS WAITING
SAY A GRATEFUL PRAYER TO GOD FOR EVERYDAY HE GAVE ME
ASK FOR FORGIVENESS
FORGIVE EVERYONE
SMILE BETTER.
TJSilba, Collections of life 2025
Wonder like a fool,
every turn pierced me hard.
Move on with the old wound,
with the beautiful new scars.
See through life is beautiful,
but never love it before.
Hope is the spark that lights up our way,
Fear disappears with each step we tread.
Aim is the compass that guides us through,
Family is the treasure we hold close to.
Let the sorrows of yesterday fade away,
For the New Year dawns with a brighter day.
Every milestone marks a reason to smile,
Each moment is a gift, a chance to review our mistakes.
Success gives us wings to soar to the skies,
But humility keeps our hearts grounded.
The past teaches, the future inspires.
As a new chapter begins, full of laughter and desires.
With a New Year, new resolutions arise,
A fresh hope to pursue new ambitions.
Eyes gleam with the light of determination,
As the thirst to discover carries us through.
So with open hearts and joyous cheers,
Let’s celebrate the promise of this New Year!
please feed the birds
Theie dear Mother said.
With so little time left
she still thought of them.
She raised eight children
Alas, seven are left.
All, Every one of them.
Are truly blessed.
She, was their mother,
mentor and friend.
The lady ran the household,
and was known not to bend.
she was ninety-four.
Dying in her bed.
Had gave the last measure.
Anon, nothing was left.
They praised the Most High.
Everyone comes to an end.
Please feed the birds
Their Dear Mother said.
When I meet my last gray day
Will you cry for me
I think not
You don’t even remember me
You think you do but
I can feel my life with you flying away
I know he will cry for me on my last gray day
He doesn’t even know me just yet though
But if he did he would cry
I know he would
I know the person he is just by my thoughts
But I may never meet him
I may never see his eyes
We may never be able to greet our angels
I may see my last gray day soon
But if I were to greet the gates
The clouds would cry for the love that never was
You say your love is true
You say your love has known me
Since I greeted the world
But I have never felt a drop of your love
So don’t cry for me on my last gray day
You don’t deserve to cry with the loves of my life
Because my last gray day has already come to you
I’m gone to the gates to you
Because my life has started anew
For my last gray day has already come and went through
I am singing from the heavens, calling out your name
just to let you know I am no longer in pain.
Our memories live on forever, although Im not with you,
I know you are all sad right now, but I’m watching over you.
Through all of the good times and the bad ones too,I will always be standing,right next to you,
Holding your hand, saying it will be ok.through every struggle and every pain ,for I will be your rainbow on those cloudy days .
For now I am gone,but we will reunite some day,but remember through your struggle and pain,I will always love you and that will never change.
Dedicated to Elena Eagle
My Daughter
On the Closing of Oakland A’s Stadium
9/26/2024
~ ~ ~
Your Grandpa is right there next to you,
Cheering on the A’s, with a beer or two!
Down from the skies of Heaven, he flew.
To be with his Grandaughter, feeling so blue!
He sees all the wonderful things you do,
For your family, you are magnificently true.
Proud of his smart grandson, six foot two,
And your husband, who’s been true to you.
He knows so well you will cry this Fall day,
When the A’s stadium, closes, their last play.
He wants you to not feel any deep dismay,
For the Oakland A’s will play yet another day.
Grandfather loves so you very, very much.
He came to earth for you to feel his touch!
Grandfather loves the great England bunch.
Eddie, he says will be in the MLB, Grandpa’s hunch!
9/30/2024