Poems for funerals are often the truest expressions of love and grief when words fail us. In the quiet, raw aftermath of loss, finding the right way to honor a cherished life can feel impossible. This is why poetry endures. We offer this collection of timeless verses that provide solace, acknowledge your sorrow, and celebrate … Read more
By Li Bai My old friend bids farewell at Yellow Crane Tower,In the misty blossoms of March, he goes down to Yangzhou.His lonely sail is a distant shadow on the blue void,Till now I only see the Yangtze River flowing to the edge of the sky.
By Edna St. Vincent Millay I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. CrownedWith lilies and with laurel they go; but I am … Read more
By James Whitcomb Riley I cannot say, and I will not sayThat 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 fairIt needs must be, since he lingers there. And you—O you, who the wildest yearnFor the old-time … Read more
By Henry Scott Holland Death is nothing at all.It does not count.I have only slipped away into the next room.Nothing has happened.Everything remains exactly as it was.I am I, and you are you,and the old life that we lived so fondly together is untouched, unchanged.Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call … Read more
By Mark Twain Warm summer sun,Shine kindly here,Warm southern wind,Blow softly here. Green sod above,Lie light, lie light.Good night, dear heart,Good night, good night.
By Robert Burns An honest man here lies at rest,As e’er God with His image blest;The friend of man, the friend of truth;The friend of age, and guide of youth:Few hearts like his, with virtue warm’d,Few heads with knowledge so inform’d:If there’s another world, he lives in bliss;If there is none, he made the best … Read more
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson Sunset and evening star,And one clear call for me!And may there be no moaning of the bar,When I put out to sea, But such a tide as moving seems asleep,Too full for sound and foam,When that which drew from out the boundless deepTurns again home. Twilight and evening bell,And after that … Read more
By Robert Louis Stevenson Under the wide and starry sky,Dig the grave and let me lie.Glad did I live and gladly die,And I laid me down with a will. This be the verse you grave for me:Here he lies where he longed to be;Home is the sailor, home from sea,And the hunter home from the … Read more
by Emily Dickinson Because I could not stop for Death –He kindly stopped for me –The Carriage held but just Ourselves –And Immortality. We slowly drove – He knew no hasteAnd I had put awayMy labor and my leisure too,For His Civility – We passed the School, where Children stroveAt Recess – in the Ring … Read more