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Death (nice!)
Posted by: Moo (---.nhs.uk)
Date: October 15, 2003 08:53AM

I have been given the task of finding a poem to read at a funeral. I do remember hearing one before, but I can hardly remember anything about it. The only thing I do know was it was written by a woman, it said basically do not mourn me if I go before you - carry on etc etc!! Its a real tear jerker and sounds relatively modern.

I know I have not been even remotely helpful - but its a shot in the dark!!

Thanks


Re: Death (nice!)
Posted by: Desi (---.grecian.net)
Date: October 15, 2003 11:24AM

Some shots in the dark:

All Is Well

Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped away into the next door room,
I am I and you are you...
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,
speak to me in the usual way which you always used.
Put no difference into your tone,
wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrows.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that is always was,
Let it be spoken without effect, without the ghost of a shadow on it.
Life means all it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was,
there is absolute unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind, because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for in the interval.
Somewhere very near just aroung the corner...
All is well...
- Henry Scott Holland
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Dirge Without Music

I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,--but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love, --
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave,
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

-- Edna St. Vincent Millay
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When I Die - Samuel E. Stone

When I die, shed not a tear,
For death is part of life and not to fear.
It has been a wondrous adventure
filled with love and those I hold dear.

I lived from day to day,
always doing it just my way.
Constantly learning from knowledge gained
through experience and yes, even the pain.

For it was from the shadows of the hard times,
that precious moments bestowed a radiant shine
filled with the strength and joy of loving hearts
conquering the obstacles and all their parts.

When I die, I don't want a service of mourning,
for you see, for me it is, but a new dawning.
Spread my ashes in the lake nestled in the mountains above,
for there is where I'll wait for my soulmate, my Love.

Life brought us together where we enjoyed all of God's creations,
strengthen by our love and it's magnificent sensations.
I have no regrets, anger, or pain,
just my love forever burning brightly as an eternal flame.

-----------------------------

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow.
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the starshine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room,
I am the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there. I do not die.


Mary E. Frye


Re: Death (nice!)
Posted by: Desi (---.grecian.net)
Date: October 15, 2003 11:29AM

forgot this one:

Remember
by Christina Georgina Rossetti

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Not I half turning to go, yet turning to stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you planned:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be too late to counsel or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of thoughts I once had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.


Re: Death (nice!)
Posted by: Moo (---.nhs.uk)
Date: October 15, 2003 12:27PM

Thank you so much. I really thought I would not get a response. They are all beautiful (and I had to make up a story as to why I was having a little cry at work! Oops) I think it was 'Remember' that I had forgotten!! Thanks again.




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