Image of a calm, peaceful beach
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond's glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
Image of a beach and birds at sunset
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die...

These are just a small selection of my personal favourite poems, I hope you may find comfort in them during your time of need.

You Can Shed Tears

You can shed tears that he is gone,
or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that he’ll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all he’s left.
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see him,
or you can be full of the love you have shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him and only that he’s gone,
or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back,
or you can do what he’d want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on


Gone From my Sight

I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.
Then some one at my side says: ‘There, she is gone!’
‘Gone where?’
Gone from my sight. That is all.
She is just as large in mast and hull and spar as she was when she left my side
and she is just as able to bear her load of living freight to her destined port.
Her diminished size is in me, not in her.
And just at the moment when some one at my side says: ‘There, she is gone!’
there are other eyes watching her coming, and other voices ready to take up the glad shout:
‘Here she comes!’ – And that is dying.

Bishop Brent 1862-1929 Bishop of the Philippines

A Letter from Heaven

Autumn leaves in a forestTo my dearest family, some things I’d like to say.
But first of all to let you know that I’ve arrived OK
I’m writing this from heaven, here I dwell with God above.
Please do not be unhappy just because I’m out of sight.
Remember that I’m with you every morning, noon, and night.

That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me and he said, I welcome you.
It’s good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, they’ll be there later on.

I need you here so badly, you’re part of my big plan
There’s so much that we have to do to help our mortal man
God gave me a list of things that he wished for me to do,
and foremost on the list was to watch and care for you.

I will be beside you everyday and week and year,A beautiful memorial flower garden
And when you’re sad, I’m standing there to wipe away each tear.
And when you lie in bed at night, the day’s chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth and all those loving years,
because you’re only human, they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry – it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all what God has planned,
But if were to tell you, you wouldn’t understand.
But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o’er,
I am closer to you now than I ever was before.

Calla Lilies often displayed at funeralsAnd to my many friends, trust God knows what is best,
I am still not very far away from you, I’m just beyond the crest.
There are many rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb.
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.

It was always my philosophy and I’d like it for yours too
that as you give unto the world, so the world will give to you.
If you can help somebody who’s in sorrow or in pain,
then you can say to god at night, my day was not in vain.

And now I am contented that my life it was worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is down and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up as on your way you go.
When you are walking on the street and you’ve got me on your mind,
I’m walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when you feel that gentle breeze or the wind upon your face,
that’s me giving you great big hug or just a soft embrace.
And when its time for you to go from that body to be free,
remember you’re not going, you are coming here to me.

And I will always love you from the land way up above,
we’ll be in touch again soon,

P.S. God sends his love.


Whatever your personal wishes are for the funeral service, please feel free to discuss them with me.

Terri Shanks

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