Poems and Verses

Following are some words and verses I have enjoyed
I hope you do also.


Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free;
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when I heard him call,
I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day.
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I found a peace at close of day.

If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah yes, these things I too will miss

Be not burdened with times of sorrow.
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

My life's been full, I've savoured much.
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Lift up your hearts and share with me.
God wanted me now.

He set me free.

He who loses wealth, loses much;
He who loses a friend, loses more,
But he who loses courage, loses all


Don't weep for me I hear you say,
I don't lie here within.
My shell resides below this earth,
My soul is in the wind.

Weep not for me, I am not here.
My voice is in the trees.
Look up, into the skies above,
Like clouds I wander free.
So don't stand here beside my grave,
Don't weep nor pine for me.

Remember all those happy times,
The things that used to be.
am not here, I'm all around.
I am the wind, the rain.
Remember me as all these things.
Until we meet again.

When we lose the ones we love,

it leaves an empty space.
within our hearts, and life seems vain,
For none can take their place.
And oh, we long to catch a glimpse
of that dear face now gone,
and hear again that loving voice,
now raised in Heaven's song.
But if we could pull back the veil,
and see beyond our shore,
Then we would see them yet again
but just through yonder door. And as we grieve,
they'd raise their hand to wipe our tears
For they now see and understand,
that there's no cause for fears.

For death is just a passing on
through yet another door,
where they are welcomed home again,
to dwell for ever more.

Some say love,
it is a river that drowns the tender reed
Some say love,
it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say love,
it is a hunger, an endless aching need
I say love,
it is a flower and you it's only seed.
It's the heart
afraid of breaking that never learns to dance
It's the dream
afraid of waking that never takes a chance
It's the one
who won't be taken ,who cannot seem to give
And the soul
afraid of dying that never learns to live
When the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
And you think that love is only ,
for the lucky and the strong
Just remember in the winter,
far beneath the bitter snows
Lies the seed
that with the sun's love
in the spring
Becomes the rose.


Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped away into the next room
I am I, and you are you,
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by my old familiar name,
in this easy way you always used.
Put no difference in your tone,
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes,
we always enjoyed together,
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word
that it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort,
without the ghost of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was,
There is absolutely unbroken continuity.
What is death but a negligent accident.
Why should I be out of mind,
because I am out of sight.
I am just waiting for you,
somewhere very near.
Just around the corner.
All is well."

Friends may think we have forgotten,
when at times they see us smile
Little do they know the heartaches
that our smile holds all the while
Beautiful memories are wonderful things
that last till the longest day
They never wear out,
they never get lost,
and can never be given away
To some you may be forgotten
To others part of the past
But to those who loved you and lost you
Your memory will always lastbr
Author unknown

When I quit this mortal shore
and mosey round this earth, no more
don't weep, don't sigh,
don't even sob -
I may have found a better job
Don't go and buy a large bouquet
for which you'll find it hard to pay
Don't mope around and feel all blue.
I may be better off than you
Don't tell folks I was a saint,
or any old thing
that I ain't.
If you have jam like that to spread
please hand it out before I'm dead.
If you have roses,
bless your soul
Just pin one in my button-hole
while I'm alive and well today-
Don't wait until I'm gone away

Borrow all the beauty
that's round you everyday
Hold each lovely joy that life
has ever brought your way
Store your happy moments
so that every now and then
When your days aren't
quite so bright
They'll bring sunshine
back again


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