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toots2000 | I am looking 4 a poem 2 read at grandpaws funeral,a loving,christian man.died slow &painful cancer .? |
he use to take me hunting and i would ride on his shoulders. he would take me trout fishing and we would use corn for bait, but i would get hungry and eat all our corn. he got to where whe would pack our lunch in a cooler. I was beside him when he took his last breath,and i know he went to heaven at that moment. i am very happy he is in no more pain but it still doesnt make it easy. i cant write poetry, but would like a nice christian loving poem to read about him if anyone outthere could help me. |
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oceansplashdolfin
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Sorry for your lost. This poem was given to my mom by her best friend before she passed away. The author is unknown.
When I come to the end of the day
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloomed filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little, but not too long
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love we once share-
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
And each of us goes alone.
It's all a part of the makers plan,
A step on the road to home.
When your lonely and sick at heart,
go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds-
Miss me but let me go. |
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MissKittie
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I am very sorry for your loss
There are some great ideas and nice poems listed here, but a poem doesnt have to rhyme..it can just be something written from your heart about you r memories of him. write about the things you listed in your question. That is beautiful in itself. Blessed Be |
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Nemesis
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Try the lords prayer instead of a poem |
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warehaus
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I like Mary Frye's "Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep." It has nature images, so that might be nice since you two enjoyed the out-of-doors together.
The site below has the text for the poem along with a copyrighted modification.
I'm sorry for your loss, Brandy8muns. |
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sandislandtim
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I'm very sorry to hear of the death of your belovèd grandfather. You have my sincerest sympathy.
Here is a short poem I found to read at the funeral of a very close friend:
"Turn Again To Life"
If I should die and leave you here awhile
Be not like others, sore undone, who keep
Long vigil by the silent dust and weep.
For my sake, turn again to life and smile
Nerving thy heart and trembling hand to do
That which will comfort other souls than thine.
Complete these dear unfinished tasks of mine
And I, perchance, may therein comfort you.
-Mary Lee Hall |
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ton=ton
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Grandpa
by Amanda Jenkins
Growing up you were always there
Each and every day showing me that you cared.
Spoiling me every chance that you had.
Letting me know that is okay to be sad.
After school, you checked on us day after day,
Listening to every word we had to say.
Each moment we spent together
Will be special to me forever.
Days spent shopping or mowing
Were as precious as when it was snowing.
My best memories are those at the time of year
When we decorated for Christmas with care.
The family would gather to feast
Which now happens the least.
Christmas magic soared through the air
While you taught me how to share.
Thirteen years I kept you in my sight.
Now all I can do is hold the memories tight.
The day your soul drifted high
My heart knew, and all I could do was cry.
A half hour later, I was pulled out of class
To find my mom in a state of distress.
When my eyes met hers.
We both broke down into tears.
I have spent five years trying to put it in my past
And now in college I have come to peace with it at last.
A part of my heart left with you.
The part that told me what to do.
Once at college, I became confused and lost.
I went to the church where God I sought.
God told me something I did not know.
I have your hand on my shoulder telling me where to go.
I once thought the part of me that went with you
Was lost forever and would not be put to good use.
I now realize that I never lost part of my soul.
I simply shared it with you to keep us whole.
You watched over me while you were here
And I know that you will watch over me from up there.
Grandpa, to me you meant the world.
Now with you I can live in the world.
A sign of Christmas and peace is the dove.
You taught me that to have peace one must have love.
Therefore with love one can have peace.
Together, we will indulge in life - God's feast.
My love for you, Grandpa, will soon project
Into the love you will help me use to protect. |
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its_just_me
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sorry i dont know any poems but i wanted to tell you i was so sorry for your loss. |
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foxycat_9873
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Dont grieve for me,for now i am free I"m following the path God layed for me I took his hand when i heard him call I turned my back and left it all I could not stay another day,to laugh,to love,to work or play. task undone must stay that way I"ve found that peace at the close of the day. If parting has left a void,then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared,a laugh,a kiss,Ah yes,these things I too will miss. Be not burdened with times of sorrow I wish for you the sunshine of tomorrow. Good friends,goodtimes,a loved one"s touch. Perhaps my time seemed all to brief,Don"t lengthen it now with grief. Lift up your hearts and share with me,God wants me now, he set me free |
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gr4302
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"Dirge" from the play The Contention of Ajax and Ulysses for the Armor of Achilles 1659 by James Shirley
The glories of our blood and state
Are shadows, not substantial things;
There is no armor against fate;
Death lays his icy hand on kings.
Scepter and crown
Must tumble down
And in the dust be equal made
With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Some men with swords may reap the field
And plant fresh laurels where they kill,
But their strong nerves at last must yield;
They tame but one another still.
Early or late
They stoop to fate
And must give up their murmuring breath,
When they, pale captives, stoop to death.
The garlands wither on your brow,
Then boast no more your mighty deeds;
Upon death's purple altar now
See where the victor-victim bleeds.
Your heads must come
To the cold tomb;
Only the actions of the just
Smell sweet and blossom in their dust. |
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goldigga
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I alway cried when I heard John Hannah recite this poem in the film Four Weddings and a Funeral. Thought you might like it. I am very sorry for your loss.
Song: After the Funeral (W.H. Auden Poem) Lyrics
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone
Silence the pianos and with a muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead
Put crêpe bows round the white necks of the public doves
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves
He was my North, my South, my East and West
My working week and my Sunday rest
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song
I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong
The stars are not wanted now, put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood
For nothing now can ever come to any good |
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Michelle
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The best poems are the ones that come from the heart! |
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soxpippa
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you made me cry. my grans dying of cancer too, its hard.
There is a psalm in the bible the Time one, take time to laugh i used it at my grandas funeral i cant remember the exact words or where it is in the bible i hope i have helped. |
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Bird
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"do not stand at my grave and weep" |
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