Funeral and Memorial Poems & Quotes

By David Ritter

If someone should ask for me,

tell ‘em Heaven, is where I’ll be.

I’ve finished all my life’s chores,

and now I fish on Heaven’s shores.

The view is grand and the fishing’s great,

but I yearn for you as I wait.

I’ll save a spot on the river’s bend,

for all those I call, family and friend.

But for now, sail out to sea,

and make a cast in memory,

to all the good times from the past,

so the memories will ever last.

And if the fish no longer bite

or seem no longer worth the fight,

because it’s me that you are missin’,

don’t worry - be glad - I’ve only gone fishin’.

Anon

When I am gone, release me, let me go
I have so many things to see and do

You must not tie yourself to me with tears
Be happy that I have had so many years

I gave you my love, you can only guess
How much you gave me in happiness

I thank you for the love each have shown
But now it is time I travelled on alone

So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must
Then let your grief be comforted by trust

It is only for a while that we must part
So bless the memories in your heart

I will not be far away, for life goes on
So if you need me, call and I will come

Though you cannot see or touch me, I will be near
And if you listen with your heart, you will hear
All of my love around you soft and clear

Then, when you must come this way alone
I will greet you with a smile and welcome you home.

Ron Trammer

I love you and I miss you, Dad,

and though you've passed away, 

you'll never be forgotten,

for I think of you each day.

If heaven celebrates this day

how special it will be.

A gathering of the many dads

upon our family tree.

Your father and grandfather

and great grandfather too.

How wonderful it is, if they

can spend this day with you.

May you know how much I love you, 

though I'm here and you are there.

Happy Father's Day in heaven

to the best dad anywhere!

Nishan Panwar

We are all stories in the end,

remembered by the adventures we had,

the achievements we made 

and the people we loved.

So make sure your story

is a good one.

Anon

Love, 

laughter 

and happily 

ever after

Love begins in a moment,

grows over time

and lasts for an 

eternity.

Marriage is sharing life 

with your best friend.

Enjoying the journey 

along the way and

arriving at every 

destinationtogether.

Think not because 

you are now wed,

that all your 

courtship's

at an end

You annoy me more

than i ever thought

possible.

But I want to spend 

every irritating 

minute with you.

I want you to know

how much I have

enjoyed annoying you

all this time and 

how excited I am

to continue this

in the future. 

Winnie the Pooh, 

AKA AA Milne

"Sometimes", said Pooh

"the smallest things

take up the most 

room in your heart."

Evaleen Stein

Let us find a shady wady

Pretty little brook;

Let us have some candy handy,

And a picture-book.

There all day we'll stay and play and

Never mind the heat,

While the water gleaming, streaming,

Ripples round our feet.

And we'll gather curly pearly

Mussel-shells while bright

Frightened minnows darting, parting,

Scurry out of sight.

What if, what if, - heigh-ho! my oh! -

All the "ifs" were true,

And the little fishes wishes,

Now, what would you do?

Octavia Hill

The need of quiet,

the need of air.....

the sight of sky and of things growing

seem human needs 

common to us all.

We all want quiet.

We all want beauty....

We all need space.

Mandy Hale

To make a difference in someones life,

you don't need to be brilliant, rich, beautiful or perfect.

You just have to care.

Joann Snow Duncanson

I had two mothers – two mothers I claim,

two different people, yet with the same name.

Two separate women, diverse by design,

but I loved them both because they were mine.

The first was the mother who carried me here,

gave birth and nurtured and launched my career.

She was the one whose features I bear,

complete with the facial expressions I wear.

She gave her love, which follows me yet,

along with examples in life that she set.

As I got older, she somehow younger grew,

and we’d laugh as just mothers and daughters do.

But then came the time that her mind clouded so,

and I sensed that the mother I knew would soon go.

So quickly she changed and turned into the other,

a stranger dressed in the clothes of my mother.

Oh, she looked the same, at least at arms length,

but now she was the child and I was her strength.

We’d come full circle, we women three,

my mother the first, the second and me.

And if my own children should come to a day,

when a new mother comes and the old goes away,

I’d ask of them nothing that I didn’t do.

Love both of your mothers as both have loved you.