Funeral Poem for My Mother

My Mother

In infancy's unconscious day,
I weak and helpless long did lay,
Who o'er my form did watch and pray,
My Mother.

Who nourished me with fondest care,
And bore me forth to take the air,
And plucked me fruits and flowers rare,
My Mother.

Who daily, as I older grew,
Still taught me lessons bright and true,
And virtue's path kept in my view,
My Mother.

Oh, may I truly, every year,
Return with love and tender care,
The blessings I from thee did share,
My Mother.

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Poem for mom

This is the poem we put in my mother's program for her memorial service.

The Cost by Dorothy Monroe


Death is not too high a price to pay
for having lived. Mountains never die,
nor do the seas or rocks or endless sky.
Through countless centuries of time, they stay
eternal, deathless. Yet they never lived!
If choice there were, I would not hesitate
to choose mortality. Whatever Fate
demanded in return for life I'd give,
for, never to have seen the fertile plains,
nor heard the winds nor felt the warm sun on sands
beside the salty sea, nor touched the hands
of those I love - without these, all the gains
of timelessness would not be worth one day
of living and of loving; come what may.

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Mum And I Are Dancing Once Again

by Richard John Scarr
(Brighton ,East Sussex, England.)

The day your Mum was taken.
I felt my life had ceased to be.
For from the moment that we met,
she had been the world to me!

And although we had our ups and downs,
we somehow muddled through.
Because we had each other,
and we had you children too.

No one said it would be easy.
For wealth was never meant to be.
But we were rich in other ways.
A close knit loving family.

And your Mum and I. We loved to dance.
Although we didn't know, of course.
The last time we were on the floor,
would be the final Waltz.

She was taken much too early.
And I was left alone.
To finish what we'd started.
Until you kids had grown.

I knew your Mum was never far.
I often felt her presence there.
But knowing, yet unseeing,
was very hard to bear.

So day by day I missed her.
And though days turned into years.
Some things would still prod memories,
and reduce me into tears.

And with the years old age was sewn,
and took their toll of me.
Yet though you children saw and aged Dad.
Mum saw me as I used to be!

Now time has turned full circle.
And we are back again as one.
Exactly as we used to be,
when our journey first begun.

So if, from out of nowhere.
You sometimes think you here the strain.
Of a lilting Waltz or Tango.
You'll know we're dancing once again.




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Funeral Poem for Mother

We ended my mother's funeral with the following benediction:

Out of her Mother she came,
- born as we all are born.
And she returns to the Mother
- who eventually embraces us all-
To dissolve in the earth
And be with Her forever and forever.


For some reason I found these words very comforting.

Emily.

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My Mother

by Valene Garrison
(Half Moon Bay, CA)

In Loving Memory

In Loving Memory

My Mother
By Valene Garrison

Today as I walked through the garden
A flower I did spy -
A rose that was so stunning
I had to stop and sigh.
It was colored that of a flawless peach -
On a bright and glorious day
The petals were soft and dewy
And its loveliness lit the way.
I leaned to catch a scent of heaven
And awed at all I felt –
Then something soon occurred to me
And my eyes began to well.
YOU are the brilliant rose I spied
In the garden just today –
Beautiful, Perfect and Precious
In all of nature’s ways.
So, as I spy upon this rose –
To you I will always say
“My Rose, My Mother, I Love You So – Blessed Be Your Journey Today”

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A Funeral Poem for Mother

by Maggie Waite
(East Sussex England)

A quiet peace drifted over the mountain
Breathing life into that dry fountain
Bubbling up,it rippled and made its way forward.
enveloping the parched soil with its wetness

Within the house,tears fell on the stone floor
A loved one gone...to see no more.

But we who weep,should understand
This is the work of God's Great Hand.
He's gathered up our mother dear
To keep her safe and free from fear:

For as she leaves this world behind
A greater kingdom she shall find.

Reunited she shall be.
With loved ones,friends and Family.

So do not weep,her soul is free

JUST BELIEVE .......

SHE WAITS FOR THEE.

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