![]() ![]() ![]() Though you had enough love for a lifetime. Take down a book that would have been my choice. On a day when the sky is blue and cold and clear. Take a sip of wine, a (sweet/ dark red) wine.Īt night go out and look at the brightest star. Walk on a beach or climb to the top of a hill. Play that tune, the tune we loved to hear. Go to the place we loved, our secret place. In your thoughts, and the memories of theīattle we fought and the times we laughed I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? It is the same as it ever was, there is unbroken continuity. Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was, Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow Speak to me in the easy way which you always used Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Witness how in the moment of a caterpillar’s deathĪnd released from the prison of the cocoon We really are, when beneath every attitude is the want to be loved.īeneath every anger is a wound to be healed,īeneath every sadness there is the fear that there will not be enough time. We waste so much energy trying to cover up who Translated from the Japanese by Geoffrey Bownas and Anthony Thwaite. My North, South, East and West ~ Lady Heguri Live on now, make me proud of what you’ll become. I’ve lived a life filled with joy and fun. I’ll be the voice that whispers in the breeze.īut memories we’ve shared are yours to keep. Remember the good times, laughter, and fun. To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children ![]() Nor when I’m gone speak in a Sunday voiceīut be the usual selves that I have known. So, when your eulogy is being read, with your life’s actions to rehash, would you be proud of the things they say about how you lived your dash? If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile…remembering that this special dash might only last a little while. To be less quick to anger and show appreciation more and love the people in our lives like we’ve never loved before. So, think about this long and hard are there things you’d like to change? For you never know how much time is left that still can be rearranged. What matters is how we lived and loved and how we spend our dash. He noted that first came the date of birth and spoke of the following date with tears, but said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.įor that dash represents all the time they spent alive on earth and now only those who loved them know what that little line is worth.įor it matters not, how much we own, the cars…the house…the cash. He referred to the dates on the tombstone from the beginning…to the end. I read of a man who stood to speak at a funeral of a friend. ![]() There are obviously many others available online. It could describe something they cared about, your relationship to them, be a reminder of them, or something comforting about the process of grief. A poem can be a connection to the person you’ve lost. Some will resonate with you, others won’t poems are a very personal choice.Ī poem can help the funeral feel more modern or personal and may also give you more choice than traditional readings. Below are a wide range of poems for you have a look through in your own time. ![]()
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