Funeral Poems For Spouse

Beyond The Sunset (Should You Go First)

Should you go first and I remain to walk the road alone
I'll live in mem'ry's garden dear with happy days we've known
In spring I'll wait for roses red when fades the lilacs blue
And in early fall when brown leaves call I'll catch a glimpse of you

Should you go first and I remain for battles to be foughtEach thing you've touched along the way will be a hallowed spot
I'll hear your voice I'll see your smile though blindly I may grope
The mem'ry of your helping hand will buoy me on with hope
Beyond the sunset oh blissful morning when with our Saviour heaven is begun
Earth's toiling ended oh glorious dawning beyond the sunset when day is done.

Should you go first and I remain to finish with the scroll
No less than shadows shall ever creep in to make this life seem droll
We've known so much of happiness we've had our cup of joy
And memory is one gift of God that death cannot destroy
I want to know each step you take that I may walk the same
For someday down that lonely road you'll hear me call your name

Should you go first and I remain one thing I'll have you do
Walk slowly down that long long path for soon I'll follow you
In that fair homeland we'll know no parting beyond the sunset for evermore.

- Written by Albert Rowswell

I'll miss you tomorrow
When the toothpaste cap is on
I'll miss you tomorrow
When I must unlock the front door
I'll miss you tomorrow
When mine is the only reflection in the mirror
But I will celebrate today
The memories of you

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I hear a voice you cannot hear,
Which says, I must not stay;
I see a hand you cannot see,
Which beckons me away.

- Tickell 

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Mum And I Are Dancing Once Again

This could be easily adapted to Dad 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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