Bereavement Poems

Many bereavement poems are about losing someone, letting go, death, and so on.  We thought it would be nice to share with you poems about saying goodbye.  As we all know, condolence phrases, quotes, verses, sayings or anything about sympathy and bereavement are all about having to say bye to someone we love.  We would like to share these poems with you about having to say farewell to that someone special who has parted from out lives.

Goodbyes are not forever.
Goodbyes are not the end.
They simply mean I'll miss you
Until we meet again!

Author Unknown

Happy trails to you, until we meet again.
Some trails are happy ones,
Others are blue.
It's the way you ride the trail that counts,
Here's a happy one for you.

Dale Evans (1912-2001)

Farewell, my sister, fare thee well.
The elements be kind to thee, and make
Thy spirits all of comfort: fare thee well.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616)

Until we meet again,
may God Hold you
in the palm of his hand.

If I should go tomorrow
It would never be goodbye,
For I have left my heart with you,
So don't you ever cry.
The love that's deep within me,
Shall reach you from the stars,
You'll feel it from the heavens,
And it will heal the scars.

Irish Prayer


We hope these poems of farewells and goodbyes will help you or someone who has lost a loved one.  We know that then someone dies it is not only hard to accept they are gone, but also say our goodbyes.  Stick to your belief’s and let them guide you through this tough time.



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Additional Poems:

Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I, and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other
That we still are. 

Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
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
It always was. 
Let it be spoken without effort,
Without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant
It is the same as it ever was
There is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am
Out of sight? I am but waiting for you
For an interval
Somewhere very near
Just around the corner .
All is well.
Canon Henry Scott Holland (1847-1918)