11 Funeral Poems, Short Poems

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11 Funeral Poems

Poems that can provide comfort to be read at a funeral. Funerals are a time of celebration of life, but also a time where we feel sad. Let these poems be ones that offer condolences and hope.


Short Poems   /   Funeral Poems

  1. I'm Still Here
    Poet: Unknown


    Please don’t mourn for me
    I’m still here, though you don’t see.
    I’m right by your side each night and day
    And within your heart I long to stay.

    My body is gone but I’m always near.
    I’m everything you feel, see or hear.
    My spirit is free, but I’ll never depart
    As long as you keep me alive in your heart.

    I’ll never wander out of your sight-
    I’m the brightest star on a summer night.
    I’ll never be beyond your reach-
    I’m the warm moist sand when you’re at the beach.

    I’m the colorful leaves when fall comes around
    And the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
    I’m the beautiful flowers of which you’re so fond,
    The clear cool water in a quiet pond.

    I’m the first bright blossom you’ll see in the spring,
    The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
    I’m the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,
    And you’ll see that the face in the moon is mine.

    When you start thinking there’s no one to love you,
    you can talk to me through the Lord above you.
    I’ll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,
    And you’ll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.

    I’m the hot salty tears that flow when you weep
    And the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.
    I’m the smile you see on a baby’s face.
    Just look for me, I’m everyplace.



  2. What Shall I Do
    Poet: Mary Clemmer


    What shall I do, my friend,
    When you are gone forever?
    My heart its eager need will send
    Through the years to find you never.

    And how will it be with you,
    In the weary world, I wonder?
    Will you love me with a love as true,
    When our paths lie far asunder?

    The way is short, O friend,
    That reaches out before us;
    God's tender heavens above us bend,
    His love is smiling o'er us.

    A little while is ours,
    For sorrow or for laughter:
    I'll lay the hand you love in yours,
    On the shore of the Hereafter.



  3. A Flash
    Poet: Unknown


    A Flash! you came into my life,
    And lo! adown the years
    Rainbows of promise stretched across
    The sky grown gray with tears.
    By day you were my sun of gold,
    By night, my silver moon;
    I could not from a Father's hands
    Have asked a greater boon.

    A flash! you passed out of my life -
    No, no! your spirit still
    Is sun and moon and guiding star
    Through every cloud and ill.
    As down the rainbow years I go,
    You still are at my side;
    And some day I shall stand with you
    Among the glorified.



  4. Rest In Peace
    Poet: Daniel C. Colesworthy


    The turmoil of the world is o'er;
    In quiet rest thee now:
    Thy generous heart no envy bore,
    No stain was on thy brow.

    Soft pity was thy constant guest;
    Thy bosom, Mercy's throne ;
    And every place thy presence blest
    With heavenly radiance shone.



  5. Away
    Poet: James Whitcomb Riley


    I cannot say, and I will not say
    That he is dead. He is just away!

    With a cheery smile and a wave of the hand,
    He has wandered into an unknown land.

    And left us dreaming how very fair
    It needs must be, since he lingers there.

    And you - oh, you, who the wildest yearn
    For the old-time step and the glad return -

    Think of him faring on, as dear
    In the love of There as the love of Here;

    And loyal still, as he gave the blows
    Of his warrior strength to his country's foes -

    Mild and gentle, as he was brave.
    When the sweetest love of his life he gave

    To simple things; where the violets grew
    Pure as the eyes they were likened to.

    The touches of his hands have strayed
    As reverently as his lips have prayed;

    When the little brown thrush that harshly chirred
    Was dear to him as the mocking-bird;

    And he pitied as much as a man in pain
    A writhing honey-bee wet with rain.

    Think of him still as the same, I say;
    He is not dead - he is just - away!



  6. Good-bye
    Poet: Arthur Franklin Fuller


    'Tis time to part — how dear those hours
    We've spent in fellowship divine!
    Both work, and recreation's flowers,
    Made sweet by Friendship's holy wine;
    For when our tongues no words have found,
    It just seemed good to have you 'round —
    The all-wise God alone can know
    How hard it is to let you go —
    Good-bye, sweet friend.

    We've each desired the other's weal —
    Sought to bring out the very best
    That in us lay; thus both may feel.
    All those who have such friends are blest:
    Ah yes! 'tis mighty hard to part,
    And bitter tears will often start ;
    The future's veiled from us indeed —
    How much may each the other need!
    Good-bye sweet friend.

    Not everyone may we well call
    By the sacred name of friend — alas!
    Few have much depth — when known they pall,
    And into kind oblivion pass;
    My purpose perfect in all things
    Is your sweet faith — such joy it brings;
    Your loss an aching void will leave
    Reunion only can retrieve:
    Good-bye sweet friend.

    I'll sadly miss your cheery smile,
    The lingering hand-clasp, ready ear,
    Your tender sympathy, free from guile,
    That understanding, rare and dear;
    Yet these not more than that fine trait
    Which condoned my failings, ne'er did prate,
    Yet sanctioned not; in heaven, I ween,
    There's naught to mar or intervene:
    Good-bye sweet friend.



  7. loss of a Mother
  8. Our Mother
    Poet: Caleb Davis Bradlee


    Our mother has found rest with God,
    Her life is done below,
    And now, held up by staff and rod,
    She higher work will know.

    Her love, through many years so true,
    Will grow still strong and fast;
    And she will strengthen and renew
    The friendships of the past.

    Not lost to us, but gone "above,"
    Still watching sweetly near,
    Commissioned by a God of love
    As guardian angel here.

    We will not weep as those who dread
    The change that now has come;
    We will not call our dear one dead, -
    She's found another home!

    For know we sure she safe abides
    Where all is peace and rest,
    And in a world of joy resides,
    Among the loved and blest.

    In holy faith, to God we give
    The one to us so dear;
    And, saved by him, she'll ever live,
    We have no doubt nor fear.



  9. loss of a child
  10. Our Child Is With God
    Poet: Caleb Davis Bradlee


    Thou, God, to us a child did'st give,
    So beautiful and bright,
    We humbly hoped it long would live
    Within our loving sight.

    We watched his growth, and felt a pride
    In all his winning ways;
    Inside the home did peace reside,
    And happy were our days.

    But now we look in vain to find
    The one who was so dear!
    And it is hard to be resigned,
    Because he is not here.

    We know, God, he's safe with thee,
    And filled with joy above;
    And ever by thy wise decree,
    Embosomed in thy love.

    Not lost to us, but watching near,
    Waiting for us to come!
    And to our souls forever dear,
    A holy precious one!



  11. Pass On Beloved
    Poet: Arthur Franklin Fuller


    Pass on beloved; as we sadly gaze
    Upon thy face so still in its last sleep,
    Our minds are filled with thoughts of bygone days,
    And though against our wills we bow and weep;

    Yet not for thee our bitter tears now fall —
    Ah, not for thee this ache in heart and mind —
    But for the severed ties — this cruel pall:
    That we must wait our turn, and stay behind.

    Pass on beloved; though beyond the veil
    Our straining eyes in vain will seek to see;
    Upon that unknown stream thou'lt safely sail;
    Thy captain is the Christ who died for thee;

    We would not call thee back, again to take
    Thy heavy load of burdens, crosses, pains,
    In God's good time, we know that thou shalt wake,
    Where sin is not — where Love forever reigns!

    Pass on beloved ; words with comfort rife,
    To us float down the years His peace to give:
    "I am the Resurrection and the Life!
    He that believes, though dead, yet shall he live!"

    Good Shepherd, keep us in the years to come,
    So that we shall attain yon fairer shore,
    And may they be found waiting — welcoming Home —
    Our dear departed who have gone before!

    Pass on beloved, take thy rest —
    The world is poorer by thy loss —
    But ransomed souls for aye are blest
    Who mustered out with Calv'ry's Cross!



  12. I am Happy
    Poet: Eloise A. Skimings


    "I am happy." Yes, my darling,
    Tho' our hearts are bowed with grief;
    God has placed thee 'mong His angels
    To grant thy wearied soul relief.

    "I am happy." Yes - the halo
    Always shone around thy brow;
    And thine eyes of heavenly azure
    Beamed with love on us below.

    "I am happy." Mother, father.
    Sister, brother, weep not so;
    For the God of glory calls me.
    "I am happy," - I must go.



  13. Rest
    Poet: Eloise A. Skimings


    Tenderly they laid him down to rest
    With his strong hands clasped above his breast,
    His hands that so faithfully thine have press'd.

    But 'tis better so; life's cares are o'er.
    He will wait for thee, on the other shore,
    When thy children can spare thee — not before.

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