My sister read this poem, "Bony Death," at my Grandfather's funeral service years ago. I know the title sounds grusome, but it really was so appropriate and touching. My Grandmother has now died, and we would like to again read this same poem but cannot locate it. Her service is tomorrow (November 21). If anyone knows where I could find the words to this poem before then, that would be very helpful. Thanks so much!
If you can remember anything of the poem it would help.
A PSALM FOR THE DYING
Relatives and friends, I am about to leave you, but my last breath does not say "goodbye", for my love for you is truly timeless; beyond the touch of boney death, I leave myself not to the undertaker, for decoration in his house of the dead, but to your memory, with Love.
I leave my thoughts, my laughter, my dreams to you whom I have treasured beyond gold and precious gems. I give you what no thief can steal, the memories of our times together: the tender, love-filled moments, the successes we have shared, the hard times that brought us closer together and the roads we have walked side by side.
I also leave you a solemn promise that after I am home in the bosom of God, I will still be present, whenever and wherever you call on me. My energy will be drawn to you by the magnet of our Love. Whenever you are in need, call me. I will come to you, with my arms full of wisdom and light to open up your blocked paths, to untangle your knots and to be your avenue to God.
And all I take with me as I leave is your love and the millions of memories of all that we Have shared. So I truly enter my new life as a millionaire.
Fear not nor grieve too much at my departure, you whom I have loved so much, for my roots and yours are forever interwined.
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