We all think about those we have lost from
time to time and when we read remembrance poems we may find
ourselves remembering beautiful memories. Discovering a thought
about a wonderful moment or person that has been stored away for
safe keeping brings a smile to anyone's face. Condolence
phrases hopes you will find these poems helpful.
Do not stand at
my grave and weep
Do not stand at my
grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a 1,000 winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sun on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled light
I am the soft star that shines at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there; I did not die.
When I come to the
end of the road,
and the sun has set for me.
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room.
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a littleóbut not too long,
and not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love that was once shared.
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a
journey we all must take,
and each must go alone.
Itís all a part of the masterís plan,
a step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart,
go to the friends we know.
Bear your sorrow in good deeds. Miss me,
but let me go.
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helps to have a helping hand and give them a nudge into our
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Life is eternal, and love
and death is only a horizon;
and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.
Rossiter Worthington Raymond (1840-1918)
He kept at true good
The social flow of pleasure's tide:
He never made a brow look dark,
Nor caused a tear, but when he died.
Thomas Love Peacock (1785-1866)
With what a deep
devotedness of woe
I wept thy absence - o'er and o'er again
Thinking of thee, still thee, till thought grew pain,
And memory, like a drop that, night and day,
Falls cold and ceaseless, wore my heart away!
Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
When he shall die
Take him and cut him out in little stars
And he will make the face of heav'n so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.
William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Romeo and Juliet