Reading and writing about grief
are paths travelled by many bereaved people. We often write
about our own innermost thoughts and feelings, sometimes just
for ourselves and sometimes for others to share.
Poems are just one way of helping people during the healing
process. It is truly amazing the number of poems and verses
that have been penned by countless people. Unfortunately the
majority of these cannot be attributed to any particular person
so have to remain anonymous. However, there are a small number
that we have listed below and these have been duly credited
to their respective authors, for which we will always be grateful.
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The Sharing of Grief
|I cannot carry this burden alone, the
road is too steep and the pain too great.
I shall only get to the top of the hill if I am able to lean
on a firm shoulder
whose strength lies in the reality of the feet which bear its
The sharing of grief is the only solution to the crisis that
surrounds bereavement in our age.
To share a person's sorrow is to accept their reality and to
the fact that none of us is immune from death.
Rev Dr Simon Stephens, Founder of
The Compassionate Friends
|The first thing that I asked God
was just the reason why
when he took my precious daughter
beyond the stars in the sky
as we held on to her body
I then started to scream and shout
was this God so really kind
as people were making out
but my anger then turned to sadness
as we held her in our arms
she was still our beautiful daughter
truly an angel with all her charms
it was then I started to wonder
as my eyes filled up to cry
was my angel needed elsewhere
and is that the reason why.
Joseph Caughey - Aug 2004
My good looking Son
|Where's the year gone, its slipped away
The hours seem to blur, night into day
They say it gets easier as the months pass by,
why then when he's mentioned, do tears sting my eye's
Such a "Goodlooking boy", the world at his feet,
places to see, people to meet.
It all got too much, nothing went right,
he couldn,t find the strength to stay here and fight.
His sister cried "Why did he go,
didn't he know we loved him so?".
If he could see the grief of his friends,
he wouldn't have wanted his life to end.
But that was his choice when all's said and done,
But oh how I miss "my goodlooking Son"
Linda Crudgington - January 2004
|Farewell to Thee! But not farewell
To all my fondest thoughts of Thee;
Within my heart they still shall dwell
And they shall cheer and comfort me.
Life seems more sweet that Thou didst live
And men more true Thou wert one;
Nothing is lost that Thou didst give,
Nothing destroyed that Thou hast done.
Anne Bronte (1820-1849)
Memorial Poems - 1
|If I could have a lifetime wish
a dream that would come true
I'd pray to God with all my heart
for yesterday and you.
A thousand words can't bring you back
I know because I've tried
And neither will a million tears
I know because I've cried.
You left behind my broken heart
and happy memories too
I never wanted memories...
I only wanted you.
Memorial Poems - 2
|Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there, I do not sleep
I am a 1,000 winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sun on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn rain
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled light
I am the soft star that shines at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there; I did not die.
|Do not despair
He sleeps as sound
As Johnny underground.
Fetch out no shroud
And keep your tears
For him in after years.
Better by far
To keep your head,
And see his children fed.
John Pudney (Served in the RAF -
this poem was written during an air raid in 1941)
|Oh, I have slipped the surly bonds of
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings.
Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun split clouds - and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of; wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hovering there
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air;
Up, up the long delirious burning blue
I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace,
Where never lark nor even eagle flew;
And while, with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high, untrespassed sanctity of space
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.
Fl. Officer John Gillespie McGee
Memorial Poems - 3
|You can shed tears that he is gone,
Or you can smile because he lived,
You can close your eyes and pray that he will come back,
Or you can open your eyes and see all that he has left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see him
Or you can be full of the love that you shared,
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him and only that he is gone
Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on,
You can cry and close your mind be empty and turn your back,
Or you can do what he would want: smile, open your eyes, love
and go on.
Memorial Poems - 4
|My Life changed, the very moment I found
That you had passed away.
I couldn't stop it; there was nothing I could say.
You've touched my life so deeply to a point you will never know,
I try to think about you when I am feeling down and low.
Sometimes when my day gets hard
I will think about your beautiful smile
and if I listen hard enough I will hear your voice after a while.
It's you who give me a reason to go on with my day,
and now if I want to see you I'll bow my head and pray.
I catch myself looking for you still,
In the halls and at your front door,
but when I call your name there is no reply any more!
I never thought a day would come where we would be apart,
God has you in his keepings, we have you in our hearts.
Life will go on, but never will be the same,
your beautiful smile is gone, but it will always remain.
You're our angel from up above.
You'll always be missed, but most importantly... loved.
Just one more minute, God, is all I ask- why can't you give
it seems like such a simple task.
I guess people are right when they say God only takes the best,
I know enough now that you're peacefully at rest.
|I think no matter where you stray,
That I shall go with you a way.
Though you may wander sweeter lands,
You will not forget my tender hands,
Nor yet the way I held my head
Nor the tremulous things I said.
You will still see me, small and white
And smiling, in the secret night,
And feel my arms about you when
The day comes fluttering back again.
I think, no matter where you be,
You'll hold me in your memory
And keep my image there without me,
By telling later loves about me.
Memorial Poems - 5
|I'm writing this from heaven, where
I dwell with God above.
Where there's no more tears or sadness, there's just eternal
Please do not be unhappy because I am out of sight
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.
And I will stay beside you, every day, week and year
And when you're sad I'll still be there to wipe away your tears.
When you think of my life on earth and all those living years
Because your only human their bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry it does relieve the pain
Remember there wouldn't be flowers unless we first had rain.
I wish I could tell you of all that God has planned
But even if I were able to, you wouldn't understand.
When your going down the street and you've got me on your mind
I'm walking in your footsteps and only half a step behind.
And if you feel a gentle breeze or wind upon your face
Remember it's only me with a loving and soft embrace.
P.S. God sends His Love
Memorial Poems - 6
| Mum, please don't feel guilty
It was just my time to go.
I see you are still feeling sad,
And the tears just seem to flow.
We all come to earth for our lifetime,
And for some it's not many years
I don't want you to keep crying
You are shedding so many tears.
I haven't really left you
Even though it may seem so.
I have just gone to my heavenly home,
And I'm closer to you than you know.
Just believe that when you say my name
I'm standing next to you,
I know you long to see me,
But there's nothing I can do.
But I'll still send you messages
And hope you understand,
That when your time comes to cross over,
I'll be there to take your hand.
Memorial Poems - 7
|I have not turned my back on you,
so there is no need to cry.
I'm watching you from heaven,
just beyond the morning sky.
I've seen you almost fall apart,
when you could barely stand.
I asked the Lord to comfort you,
and watched him take your hand.
He told me you are in more pain,
then I could ever be.
He wiped his eyes and swallowed hard,
then gave your hand to me.
Although you may not feel my touch,
or see me by your side.
I've whispered that I love you,
while I wiped each tear you cried.
So please try not to ache for me,
we'll meet again one day,
beyond the dark and stormy sky,
a Rainbow lights the way.
Memorial Poems - 8
|When tomorrow starts without me, and
I'm not there to see,
The sun will rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for
I wish so much you wouldn't cry the way you did today,
While thinking of the many things, we didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me, as much as I love you,
And each time that you think of me, I know you'll miss me too,
Life at times will catch you unawares but please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name, and took me by the hand.
He said my place was ready, in heaven way up above,
And that I'd have to leave behind all those I dearly loved.
As I turned to walk away, the tears fell from my eyes,
For all my life I'd always thought I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for, so much left yet to do,
It seemed so very cruel to me that I was leaving you.
Thoughts of all our yesterdays, the good ones and the bad,
Are remembered for all the love we shared especially the fun
If I could relive just yesterday, even for a short while,
I'd say my goodbyes and kiss you, and hopefully see you smile.
As the days pass into weeks, don't think we're far apart,
For every time you think of me, I'll be there in your heart
Mark Hulston 25/03/82 – 17/12/99
|I do not need a special day to bring
you to my mind.
The days I do not think of you are very hard to find.
Each morning when I awake I know that you are gone.
And no one knows the heartache as I try to carry on.
My heart still aches with sadness and secret tears still flow.
What it meant to lose you no one will ever know.
My thoughts are always with you, your place no one can fill.
In life I loved you dearly; in death I love you still.
We will miss you Matty
|We will miss your smiles and your cries
We will miss those bright blue eyes
The way you sang and danced around
Your little voice, the sweet sound
We will miss the way you played with Alex
The fights you had over the toys
The screams and shouts and all the noise
We will miss having you both on our knee
And playing this little piggy cries wee wee wee
We will miss the way you kept us up most of the night
We just wish you were still here so we could hold you tight
We're sorry we shouted and sent you back to bed
We thought it was for your own good but it upset you instead
Mum will miss the way she asked you
'How much do you love mummy'
And you'd hold up your arms and she'd tickle your tummy
Dad will miss playing with both his boys
Xbox, pony rides and with all the toys
We are going to miss you forever there will always be a huge
That's beacuse you were our lovely little handsome chap
So sleep tight little darling boy and patiently wait
We will all be reunited, that is our fate.
Tracey Marsden Sept 2004