Yes we read the Snowdrop poem for DD1 at her burial. At some level I think of it as "hers". No Matter What is Debbie Gliori isn't it, I do like it. I might wander over and look at ARC, my googling isn't quite turning up what I'm looking for, I feel like I'd know it when I saw it.
I do love this verse, but not keen on the rest of the poem:
Those who live long endure sadness and tears
But you'll never suffer the sorrowing years
No betrayal, no anger, no hatred, no fears
Just love - Only love - In your lifetime.
Similarly these I find very powerful:
There is a sacredness in tears,
They are not a mark of weakness,
But of power.
They speak more eloquently,
Than ten thousand tongues.
They are messengers of
overwhelming grief,
Of deep contrition, and
Of unspeakable love.
It is not growing like a tree
In bulk, doth make Man better be;
Or standing long as oak, three hundred year,
To fall at last, dry, bald, and sere:
A lily of a day
Is fairer far in May,
Although it fall and die that night—
It was the plant and flower of Light.
In small proportions we just beauties see;
And in short measures life may perfect be.
It's not quite the thing for a memorial but as an expression of grief, the following that a MNer wrote I think is incredible:
You hide behind the outside face,
That says your world is fine,
It's looking good, the smile's in place
But inside all the time
The desperation eats away,
A constant, gnawing pain
That chokes you as you go to sleep
And when you wake again.
Some say to talk it over, well
There's nothing much to tell,
For who out there would understand
Your silent, private hell?
So show them all your outside face
That masks the grief and fears
For outside faces seldom scream
Or show their inside tears.