My Grandma passed away on Tuesday, and my Dad asked me if I would do a reading for her... I'm terrified of public speaking... but I think I could manage reading a poem, does anyone know any suitable poems (preferrably ones I could find on the internet) I have googled "funeral poems"... but they're not really what im looking fo... I would like a beautiful poem, maybe about nature or god and heaven... (my Gran was a devout catholic who spent much of her time in church)... thankyou so much for your help x x x
I've found a couple that may be of some help, the first is called 'Do not stand at my grave and weep' by Mary Frye.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
(Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!)
The second is an old Indian prayer.
Should your blanket be torn,
May your breezes blow warm,
May your pleasure be what you find.
May the burdens you bear
Like your bounty-be shared
May you leave something good behind
May the sky and the land
Rise to your command
May your senses come like the night.
Live in peace with the Earth
As in death-As in birth
May you prosper, and have a good life.
The last one was written for our Queen Mother's funeral.
She is Gone
By Anonymous
You can shed tears that she is gone
or you can smile because she has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that she'll come back
or you can open your eyes and see all she's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her and only that she's gone
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
or you can do what she'd want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
JeniMarie17 answered Thursday April 26 2007, 9:43 pm: I dont know if this one will help but i recently had to write a poem for school and i wrote my uncle and i wrote this one
When I was little, you were always there.
There were so many memories, so many years.
There were no byes, nothing it was unfair.
Thinking of you, eyes fill up with tears.
No one ever knew that it was your time.
As one day made a little girl grow up.
It was all like a horrible nursery rhyme.
Why did you have to go to the biggest walk-up?
I still expect you to walk though that door.
It's been almost a year since you left here.
Wishing you could hear as I lay on my floor,
trying to tell you how life has been down here.
When you left here you taught me something new,
you showed me strength and who I am now too.
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