poem for grieving friend

[EminOz]

Hello everyone, my friends dad has just died suddenly of a heart attack. My friend is devestated obviously and i was wondering if anyone knew a good poem a can write to her to make her feel better? We have been travelling the world and she wasnt enjoying herself and was quite unhappy because she was missing home alot and now that this has happened shes flown straight home. as if things werent bad enough for her! so if theres any poems that fit her situation please help!

[lia*]

For those who trust in God,
in the pain of sorrow there is consolation,
in the face of despair there is hope,
in the midst of death there is life.

My soul is deprived of peace,
I have forgotten what happiness is;
I tell myself my future is lost,
all that I hoped for from the Lord.

But I will call this to mind,
as my reason to have hope:
The favors of the Lord are not exhausted,
his mercies are not spent;
They are renewed each morning,
so great is his faithfulness.
My portion is the Lord, says my soul;
therefore I will hope in him.

[bonbon28]

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 still are.

Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which 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 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 effect, without the trace of shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant.

It is the same as it ever was; there is unbroken continuity.

Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?

I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.

All is well."

Canon Henry Scott Holland

Sorry for your friends loss.

[CLOWN TICKLE]

contact me on leumas1@btinternet and I will happily send you a copy of the dash

[CLOWN TICKLE]

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[WendyS]

Though I am Dead

Though I am dead
Grieve not for me with tears
Think not of death
With sorrowing and fears
I am so close that every
Tear you shed
Touches and tortures me,
Though you think me dead.
But when you laugh and
Sing with glad delight
My soul is uplifted
To the light.
Laugh and be glad
For all that life is giving.
And I, though dead
Will share the joy of living.

[WendyS]

If I should die


If I should die and
Leave you here awhile
Be not like others sore
Who keep long vigils
By the silent dust and weep.
For my sake turn again
To life and smile,
Nerving thy heart
And trembling hand to do
Something to comfort
Other hearts than thine.
Complete these dear
Unfinished tasks of mine
And I, perchance
May therein comfort you.

Anon.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!
Mary Frye (1932)

[dot.hawkes]

One night a man had a dream. He dreamed
he was walking along the beach with the LORD.


Across the sky flashed scenes from his life.
For each scene he noticed two sets of
footprints in the sand: one belonging
to him, and the other to the LORD.


When the last scene of his life flashed before him,
he looked back at the footprints in the sand.


He noticed that many times along the path of
his life there was only one set of footprints.


He also noticed that it happened at the very
lowest and saddest times in his life.


This really bothered him and he
questioned the LORD about it:


"LORD, you said that once I decided to follow
you, you'd walk with me all the way.
But I have noticed that during the most
troublesome times in my life,
there is only one set of footprints.
I don't understand why when
I needed you most you would leave me."

The LORD replied:


"My son, my precious child,
I love you and I would never leave you.
During your times of trial and suffering,
when you see only one set of footprints,
it was then that I carried you."

[libertie]

Oh Dot that was really touching! I was going to suggest the Mary Frye poem, one of my favourites, but Wendy beat me to it! Deepest sympathy to your friend x

[littletimmy]

Long poems can sometimes be boring so here is a very touching ans short poem.

If

[littletimmy]

Sorry got posted too soon.Here we go.

If tears could build a stairway

And memories a lane

I'd walk right up to heaven

And bring you back again.

[EminOz]

thanks everyone for your answers, i really appreciate them! thanks wendy, i always wondered who wrote the mary frye poem! i think im going to go with bonbon28 as its the most fitting ot my friend but clowntickle, i tried emailing you and it keep saying delivery failure?! what website did you suggest?

[bonbon28]

Glad you liked the poem. Again, soory for your friends loss.

[littletimmy]

waaaheeyy.i got three stars.thanks for that i knew you would like my poem.brillian isn't it?

[littletimmy]

oH YOU GAVE THREE STARS TO EVERYONE.mINE ID THE BEST THOUGH SHORT AND SWEET NOT LIKE THE LONG boring ones.Your friend would like mine best honestly.

[littletimmy]

Oops caps lock was on and as usual I did not notice.

[EminOz]

yes little timmy youre absolutely right, short, sweet and simple, just how i like them!!