My goodness finally found the perfect funeral poem for dad !

[Helenluvsrob]

Sorry I've been away. Been on my jollies :)

Back to real life :( it's finally the funeral on Thursday.

Been wracking my remaining brain cell for the perfect poem / reading ( I eat my peas with honey, or if ever you see a crocodile don't take a stick and poke him , may be the abiding sound track of dad and childhood but they won't do !)

Finally found this. Dad was a brilliant maker. We have his lovely furniture - even the wooden ironing board from 1950.

“Things men have made with wakened hands, and put soft life into
are awake through years with transferred touch, and go on glowing
for long years.
And for this reason, some old things are lovely
warm still with the life of forgotten men who made them.”
― D.H. Lawrence

Had to tell you all.

That is lovely. I'm very moved by it, yet comforted.

Oh, thats so lovely Helen. Hope the funeral goes as well as it can. Be kind to yourself

Beautiful poem.
Dad was a class A bodger though, so I won't be nicking it for him(if it's not too much in bad taste to say that!).
I hope the funeral goes well and you feel you have done him justice.

That's just lovely.

Hope it goes well, thinking of you

thats so lovely, wish I'd kept the things my dad made.

What a lovely verse, perfect indeed. Sorry abut your Dad, Helen.

Mine also made many lovely things - including an ironing board too that my DMum used for many years

Helen that is perfect. I am sure you did him proud.

That is such a moving poem and so appropriate for your Dad, from what you have said of him. You obviously have taken a great deal of time and energy to find the right one! Not any easy task when you are grieving. You are a marvel.☺