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Remembrance poem(7 Posts)
I'd like to find a poem that speaks of remembering a loved one. Haven't found one that I like yet.
Feel no guilt in laughter, she knows how much you care
Feel no sorrow in a smile that she's not here to share
You cannot grieve forever, she would not want you to
She'd hope that you can carry on, the way you always do
So talk about the good times and the ways you showed you cared
The days you spent together, all the happiness you shared
Let memories surround you.
A word someone may say
Will suddenly recapture a time, an hour, a day
That brings her back as clearly as though she were still here
And fills you with the feelings that she is always near
For if you keep these moments, you will never be apart
And she will live forever locked safe within your heart
My Memory Library
© Sarah Blackstone
Imagine if I was given one moment,
just a single slice of my past.
I could hold it close forever,
and that moment would always last.
I'd put the moment in a safe,
within my hearts abode.
I could open it when I wanted,
and only I would know the code.
I could choose a time of laughing,
a time of happiness and fun.
I could choose a time that tried me,
through everything I've done.
I sat and thought about what moment,
would always make me smile.
One that would always push me,
to walk that extra mile.
If I'm feeling sad and low,
if I'm struggling with what to do.
I can go and open my little safe,
and watch my moment through.
There are moments I can think of,
that would lift my spirits everytime.
The moments when you picked me up,
when the road was hard to climb.
For me to only pick one moment,
to cherish, save and keep,
Is proving really difficult,
as I've gathered up a heap!
I've dug deep inside my heart,
found the safe and looked inside,
there was room for lots of moments,
in fact hundreds if I tried.
I'm building my own little library,
embedded in my heart,
for all the moments spent with you,
before you had to part.
I can open it up whenever I like,
pick a moment and watch it through,
My little library acts as a promise,
I'll never ever forget you
You can change who it is to, but this is for a dad
© Jayne Wallislush
Each day I wake to start a day that’s normal as can be.
Some cooking, cleaning, paperwork, as busy as a bee.
But everyday the thoughts of you that buzz around my head distract me from this busy life and I stop to think instead.
Baking cakes and trifles that I made and brought to you and the smile you gave so thankful for these little treats I'd do.
You never let things get you down you took them in your stride, you cared and loved us ALL Dad with such gratitude and pride.
The whole world could be screaming but you it never phased.
For this dear Dad and a whole lot more, I'ts you we have to praise.
I hope you know how proud I was to have you in my life,
How proud you made my sisters and of course your loving wife,
We miss you everyday Dad our lives are not the same,
The ache in our hearts that once you filled just will not go away.
So strange as it may seem Dad as I stand here loosing patience, with this endlessness of cooking and a list of hungry patients,
I take a while to calm myself and my thoughts are all of you, For you make me smile you had that affect on everyone you knew.
As a Father and a Husband no man could take your place, I’m so thankful you were in my life you will never be replaced.
My Best Friend-Natalie
© Staci J. Selke
I sit around and wonder,
and watch the days go by.
I look at all the pictures,
and ask, why did you have to die?
You've always been there for me,
because you were my best friend,
and I was always there for you
until the very end.
But now it's time to let you go,
your spirit now is free.
Even though you won't really be gone,
because you'll live inside of me.
So when we have to leave you
at your resting place,
I will always remember
your smiling, beautiful face.
This is hardly a goodbye,
so I won't weep anymore,
because now you're in better place
then you ever were before.
Even though that I will miss you,
and I'll think about you everyday
you'll always be my best friend,
and that's all I have to say.
Walk Within You
If I be the first of us to die,
Let grief not blacken long your sky.
Be bold yet modest in your grieving.
There is a change but not a leaving.
For just as death is part of life,
The dead live on forever in the living.
And all the gathered riches of our journey,
The moments shared, the mysteries explored,
The steady layering of intimacy stored,
The things that made us laugh or weep or sing,
The joy of sunlit snow or first unfurling of the spring,
The wordless language of look and touch,
Each giving and each taking,
These are not flowers that fade,
Nor trees that fall and crumble,
Nor are they stone,
For even stone cannot the wind and rain withstand
And mighty mountain peaks in time reduce to sand.
What we were, we are.
What we had, we have.
A conjoined past imperishably present.
So when you walk the woods where once we walked together
And scan in vain the dappled bank beside you for my shadow,
Or pause where we always did upon the hill to gaze across the land,
And spotting something, reach by habit for my hand,
And finding none, feel sorrow start to steal upon you,
Clear your eyes.
Listen for my footfall in your heart.
I am not gone but merely walk within you.
Taken from The Smoke Jumper, by Nicholas Evans
I found the above poem in a book that Sheila Hancock wrote when John Thaw died.
Death is nothing at all, by Henry Scott-Holland. It's a beautiful sentiment - here is an excerpt
"I am waiting for you for an interval
somewhere very near
just around the corner
All is well"