In Memory Poems

In Memory Poems

In Loving Memory Poems

The act of creating a poem is a memorial for one who has passed away. It is an act of spirituality. A memorial tells the world that while our loved one may be gone his or her spirit lives on. This individual will forever be tied together in the circle of life. Our Loved One's life mattered and continues to matter. Their acts of goodness and courage will never be forgotten. A memorial is a way to remember a loved one forever.

59 Remembrance Poems to Remember Loved Ones

  1. 1. My Early Morning Visit

    I wrote this as I strolled through an old cemetery near my home. It was very early on a cloudy morning, and it was so peaceful.

    A Visit To A Cemetery

    I took a walk this morning
    Just as the sun began to rise,
    And the inky clouds encompassed her
    And cluttered up the skies.

    In the gloom I stood among
    Those worn and weathered stones.
    Stretched out upon the greenest grass
    Each standing quite alone.

    A morning bird was singing
    Such a sweet and mournful song,
    A tribute to those dearest souls
    Who long ago moved on.

    Ancient trees stood towering
    Like loyal sentries standing guard,
    Witnesses to all those laid to rest
    And those surviving broken hearts.

    The respectful silence floated
    On a chilly morning breeze,
    And the peacefulness embraced me
    Like a blanket warming me.

    Outside the gates, life carried on,
    A siren pierced the hallowed air.
    I thought perhaps another soul
    Would soon be buried there.

    I strolled around quite aimlessly
    Entranced by all those words in stone,
    And I realized that behind those words
    Each had a story of their own.

    I was glad I came to visit them
    On this dark and dreary day,
    And shared my story with them too
    As I wandered on my way.

    And as I reached the gates to leave,
    Rain fell lightly from the sky,
    And I swear I heard the softest voice
    Bidding me a sweet good-bye.

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  3. 2. Goodbye, England's Queen!

    • By Azeezah Awal
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems September 14, 2022

    In token of the memory of Queen Elizabeth II, I had penned the following lines. I struggled to find words to describe my sentiments, hoping perhaps this tribute and my message of condolence would be conveyed to her loved ones, so they could find some comfort knowing the dear mother and sovereign they had lost was significantly loved by all.

    A Tribute To A Monarch

    Alas! The death of Queen Elizabeth the Second is declared;
    From the Scottish Highlands, the specter of grief appeared,
    At Balmoral Castle, the tempest of tears begins to cascade away-
    Where near her loved ones, the Queen reigned for the final day!
    Her legacy shall fondly be remembered in every alley of these lands,
    By all those who in their prime had pledged their loyal hands!

    Long, O, for long may her legacy be cherished - far and wide,
    And our noble sovereign's name be remembered with pride,
    The loveliest monarch who ever graced the throne,
    Whose virtues even foreign strangers had to condone-
    To whom this nation vowed the service of their years,
    And now have been reduced to an ocean of tears.
    May the love of the mourners upon thee forever shine,
    And thy glory may the world perpetually enshrine!
    Welcome her, O heaven, with all thy glamor,
    The Queen of earth, who sought no power,
    The generous soul who dignified her throne,
    Oh, Paradise! Rejoice and make her your own!

    Death had come too soon! The beloved sovereign had fallen.
    Death has shattered the lamp of love, hope, and reason,
    O, how the nation's congregations are weeping!
    O, the soft-hearted ones who have begun mourning!
    It is still surreal to believe the proclaimer's word:
    The dearest Queen Elizabeth had left our world!
    May future sovereigns of England imitate her ways
    And be champions of tolerance to the latest day!
    With grateful hearts, we pray for lasting peace,
    So the monarch of tomorrow may rule with ease!
    And England be safe from all turmoil and fear,
    And this gracious isle remain to our hearts, dear!
    O, the beloved sovereign, who lives no more!
    O, the sadness we are feeling by the Atlantic's shore!
    Let the birds of the heavens sing a joyous song,
    For the Queen whose influence will live for long.
    With a sense of loss and endless sorrow,
    We brave once more the dawn of tomorrow.
    But Russians, Americans, foreign we may be,
    We are all but one in our farewell to thee!

    O, the legacy of the glorious sovereign who lives no more!
    We lament the Queen who graced this England's shore.
    Death had delivered Her Majesty from our mortal station,
    O, give glory to her name and condolence to her nation,
    Gentle comfort to the ones who yielded to lamentation!
    Let these heartening words be a token of our dedication,
    From nations afar, we offer our mortal consecration,
    To the monarch who reigned seven decades since her coronation,
    Farewell, O faithful Queen, may thy legacy forever survive,
    We shall mourn thy death as long as we are alive!
    Farewell, noble Queen, farewell to eternity,
    We are all one in our wishes for thee!
    Bid her farewell, O nation by the sea!
    Farewell to her from the land of the free!

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  5. 3. Beautiful Boy

    • By Lorraine Durkin
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems May 24, 2021

    This poem is my way of grieving the tragic loss of my best friend's son. Someone I love too, so much. He was beautiful energy, and I am heartbroken for his Mom and family. Since he was a little guy, he cared about his Mom in such a sweet way, never wanting to see her sad or cry, so this poem is really for her from her beautiful boy.

    Mom, Remember Me

    Remember me with laughter, for I loved to make you smile.
    I'll be that funny thought you haven't thought of in a while.
    Remember me when sunshine is streaming on your face;
    the warmth that you are feeling is me and my embrace.
    Remember me with pride, for you raised me to be true,
    and know that I am grateful that God gave me to you.
    Remember when you think of me, I'm thinking of you too,
    and when you're really missing me, I'm really missing you.
    Remember when you hear a song that fills your heart with joy,
    it's the love that I am sending you, xo Your Beautiful Boy

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  6. 4. My Mum's Birthday

    • By Suzanne N. Painter
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems January 2019

    I lost my mother many years ago. The date of her birth is also the date of her passing. She is sadly missed. I love you, Mum!

    Remembering The Memories Of A Mother

    I lost you all those years ago,
    But memories don't fade; they grow.
    Your special day will always be
    One that means so much to me.

    A special wish to show I care,
    A card, a gift, and time to share.
    That special day that marked your birth,
    Also the day you left this Earth.

    I celebrate on that day still.
    I always have and always will.
    I know that you are always there,
    For now I speak with you in prayer.

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  7. 5. When I Remember You

    My close friend lost his wife recently, and because of COVID, he never got to say goodbye, so I wrote this poem for him. I hope anyone who has lost someone can relate or take comfort.

    Remembering A Spouse

    When I remember you, I remember the first time we met.
    I look back at our time together with absolutely no regret.

    When I remember you, I remember the first time I looked into your eyes.
    I couldn't believe my luck; I thought I had won first prize.

    When I remember you, I remember when you stole my heart.
    I knew from that first moment they could never keep us apart.

    When I remember you, I remember our favourite song,
    But somehow it sounds different without you humming along.

    When I remember you, I always shed a tear
    For every moment we had together and every happy year.

    When I remember you, I miss our walks alone at night,
    Stars in the sky, hand in hand, we surely were a sight.

    When I remember you and the love we always shared,
    Of life without you at my side, no way was I prepared,

    So now when I remember you, my love, I remember mostly this...
    I'll see you soon in paradise, and together we'll reminisce.

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  8. 6. Birthday Wishes To My Son In Heaven

    I wrote this poem for my son who died in 2010. I wrote it for his first birthday in heaven, as I could not allow his special day to go unnoticed. I needed to make sure he was not forgotten by others outside our small family, and by writing it, it made me feel closer to him...

    If I could have one wish in life,
    That wish would have to be
    That God would take away my pain
    And send you back to me.

    Your birthday's here today, my son,
    And I just wanted you to know
    How much I deeply love you
    And that I miss you so.

    On days like this we should celebrate,
    But for me that now proves hard,
    For unlike other mothers, I cannot send
    A simple birthday card.

    No kisses can I give you
    Or birthday gifts to buy.
    Only flowers I now can give you,
    Which I place down where you lie.

    Two other things I send you
    Are my thoughts and all my love,
    So hold them close and keep them safe
    In Heaven up above.

    And please wait for me, my darling
    Until my days are through,
    And then I'll come and spend all time
    In Heaven just with you.

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  9. 7. A Heavenly Birthday

    My daughter died 5 years ago, but it is like it happened yesterday. I sat with her holding her hand as she died. This is a poem I wrote for her 25th birthday.

    Birthday Wishes To Daughter In Heaven

    You walk beside me every day.
    You're here in all I do and say.
    At night I close my eyes and pray
    To someone who took you away.

    My thoughts are all in disarray.
    My tears are public, on display.
    I wish that you were here today,
    That you could take my pain away.

    Why do I play this game I play?
    Pretend to all that I'm okay?
    This will sound selfish, some will say,
    But I wish you hadn't gone away.

    I don't go out, got feet of clay.
    I know you're here so want to stay.
    I wish I could relive that day.
    I would have washed your pain away.

    Memories like a DVD play,
    Memories of that awful day.
    So much that I wanted to say
    That day someone took you away.

    My thoughts don't move; they never may,
    Won't even meet me half the way,
    So till we meet on God's highway,
    I'll sit and dream my life away.

    I send my love to heaven today,
    Not just because it's your birthday.
    I'll send you love every day
    Until my life has passed away.

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  10. 8. Meet You At The Gate

    This is a poem I wrote in memory of my sister in-law, Robin Blevins, who lost her life to cancer at a young age, leaving behind three children and 10 grandchildren. Robin found peace in her garden, and it showed - her flowers were beautiful. We all miss you, Robin; meet you at the gate...

    A beautiful garden now stands alone,
    missing the one who nurtured it,
    But now she is gone.
    Her flowers still bloom, and the sun it still shines,
    But the rain is like tear drops for the ones left behind,
    The weeds lay waiting to take the gardens beauty away,
    But the beautiful memories of its keeper are in our hearts to stay.
    She loved every flower, even some that were weeds.
    So much love she would plant with each little seed,
    But just like her flowers, she was part of God's plan.
    So when it was her time, he reached down his hand.
    He looked through the Garden, searching for the best.
    That's when he found Robin; it was her time to rest.
    It was hard for those who loved her to just let her go,
    But God had a spot in his garden that needed a gentle soul,
    So when you start missing Robin, remember if you just wait,
    When God has a spot in his garden, she'll meet you at the gate...

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  11. 9. I Miss You, Grandma

    • By Michelle Williams
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2008

    To my beautiful grandmother, Renee Ann Velasquez! I love you and miss you every day!

    I think about you all the time,
    And every day it hurts to cry.
    So much has happened in my life.
    I'm not sure how hard to try.

    Tears are falling constantly.
    My heart hurts every day.
    I think about your beautiful smile
    That I pray I see again someday.

    The sweet smell of your perfume
    Has slowly faded away.
    But all your helpful teachings
    Are always here to stay.

    I can't express how much you taught me,
    So much I can't explain.
    All the times I can remember,
    Never once heard you complain.

    So many hearts were broken
    The day God called you home.
    It seems as though each one of us
    Was left to survive alone.

    I know there was a reason
    That you had to leave.
    To keep us in your watchful eyes,
    So now in God I really do believe.

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  12. 10. Twenty Less

    Twenty beautiful children were killed in Connecticut on December 14, 2012. This is a poem is written from a child's perspective.

    Poem About Sandy Hook Shooting

    I woke up to see the bright Connecticut sky.
    My mom came in with a holiday twinkle in her eye.
    She helped me get dressed and the morning flew by.

    I ran down the stairs in the blink of an eye,
    Kissed Mommy and hugged Daddy goodbye,
    Went out to wait with sister at the stop sign.

    The bus arrived and I was free.
    I heard the singing of birds and the buzzing of bees.
    The bell rang and my teacher smiled back at me.
    My friends and I sat in a circle and began to recite our ABCs
    But suddenly.....

    The door burst open, a man with a gun,
    And we all realized our time was done.
    We were all scared and some started to cry,
    But a little confidence bubbled up on my inside.

    I heard the booms and felt a sharp pain.
    I was sad to leave the things I would never gain,
    The family members I would dearly miss,
    My mom's face, smile, and lips that I kissed.

    I remembered Daddy's bear hugs,
    His musky cologne, feeling warm and snug.
    Sister was only a few classrooms away; through the window I sometimes could see.
    I'll never get to tell her how much she means to me.

    Suddenly a powerful hand touched my face,
    A soothing voice calmed my heart's pace.
    "Don't worry, my child, you were here once before," said He.
    "I love you and missed you and am glad you're with me."

    I looked around and saw halos and wings,
    Happiness and love and wonderful things.
    I saw my friends, not dead, but here with me,
    And realized what my life had come to be.

    That man sent me here, but I'm doing okay,
    Even though despair and sadness fill my family's day.
    I watch with sorrow as I tear my family apart,
    But they'll soon realize I'm still in their hearts.

    Maybe he was crazy; maybe he was ill.
    Did that give him a reason to kill?
    Maybe the man hurt us because he was hurting inside.
    When he killed us, a part of our small town died.

    Love with everything you've got.
    Laugh, hug, and smile a lot.
    You never know what Father has in mind.
    You'll never know when it's your time.

    So take it as a lesson, whether you're young or old.
    Learn from me and know your life is full of gold.
    Maybe this will teach you to never regret a thing.
    Although it's sad, you could've been me.

    Pray for my family and my friends too.
    Be joyous and glad that it wasn't you,
    And although it's really hard and tough,
    God would want us to forgive the killer we've hated enough.

    I know they miss me and I'll miss them,
    But what's done is done; it's the end.
    So enjoy your years; they go by fast.
    Forget and forgive things from your past.

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  13. 11. My Memory Library

    I wrote this poem so that I could try and lift my spirits when I miss my loved ones very much. To suffer loss is such an awful experience; sometimes you have to experience bad times to know how a good time feels. I try to remember the good times; you'll need them to be able to look back and smile...

    Imagine if I was given one moment,
    just a single slice of my past.
    I could hold it close forever,
    and that moment would always last.

    I'd put the moment in a safe,
    within my heart's abode.
    I could open it when I wanted,
    and only I would know the code.

    I could choose a time of laughing,
    a time of happiness and fun.
    I could choose a time that tried me
    through everything I've done.

    I sat and thought about what moment
    would always make me smile.
    One that would always push me
    to walk that extra mile.

    If I'm feeling sad and low,
    if I'm struggling with what to do,
    I can go and open my little safe
    and watch my moment through.

    There are moments I can think of
    that would lift my spirits every time.
    The moments when you picked me up,
    when the road was hard to climb.

    For me to only pick one moment
    to cherish, save and keep
    is proving really difficult,
    as I've gathered up a heap!

    I've dug deep inside my heart,
    found the safe and looked inside.
    There was room for lots of moments;
    in fact, hundreds if I tried.

    I'm building my own little library,
    embedded in my heart,
    for all the moments spent with you
    before you had to part.

    I can open it up whenever I like,
    pick a moment and watch it through.
    My little library acts as a promise;
    I'll never ever forget you.

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  14. 12. The Fallen

    As was previously mentioned, I had served in Vietnam. I witnessed firsthand acts of bravery that should not be forgotten. The soldiers who made the ultimate sacrifice represent the heart and soul of what our great country had been built upon. Everyone in America should be made aware of what these people have given up.

    Remembering Those Who Made The Ultimate Sacrifice

    Fragile is a single life the brave so freely give.
    Bound for immortality, their souls will surely live.
    Death, don't be proud for what you took, they freely gave away.
    Their quest for freedom far outweighed the fear that you convey.

    They joined the ranks of warriors, staying vigil day and night.
    They often skipped a meal or two, but they never missed a fight.
    God bless the men and women whose fighting days are done.
    Say a special prayer at night for each and every one.

    Rest assured that you will find throughout the coming years
    These fallen warriors will return in the hearts of all their peers!
    If we forget their sacrifice, their deaths will be in vain.
    Let's stand beside their loved ones as we sing their last refrain:

    You've come upon our heaven's gate
    You surely won't have long to wait.
    The saints will take good care of you,
    But there is still a lot to do.

    You've joined the ranks of everyone
    Who fought so freedom could be won.
    Although your job on earth is done,
    Your work in heaven's just begun.

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  15. 13. Times Gone By

    One day at the cemetery, I sat looking across the rows of graves and watching visitors placing flowers and mementos and lingering for a while. Many graves were well-tended, a few were new, and many others seemed forgotten. Each grave represented a life once connected to others, and the memories they sowed live on for a while before eventually fading away as loved ones complete their life's journey. The thoughts for this poem came to mind as I sat looking across those rows of many memories and sorrows.

    In Memory Of Those We Loved

    Graves of those once loved in times gone by,
    Quietly lying in rows beneath the Earth's sky;
    Such a peaceful place of many deep sorrows,
    Where the living walk among solemn rows,
    Looking for the grave where memories lie,
    As they recall the day of the final goodbye.

    The dead bring memories of joy and sorrows
    For loved ones walking among the silent rows;
    Some stand by graves in hushed reflection.
    Others speak aloud of heartbreak and affection;
    Some visit for just a moment and others for a while,
    Then walk away with a tear or memory's fond smile.

    Many graves have mementos or lovely flowers,
    Some with new sod needing nature's showers,
    While others have clearly fallen out of memory,
    With only stones showing a brief life's summary,
    Until they fade and crumble over the long years,
    When no one is left to care or shed grief's tears.

    Each grave has a life story once known,
    Stories created as life's seeds were sown.
    Some stories live on in family histories,
    While others wane into unknown mysteries;
    All eventually forgotten as time passes by,
    When all those memories grow old and die.

    Such a peaceful place of many deep sorrows,
    Where the living walk among solemn rows,
    Looking for the grave where memories lie,
    Sadly mourning until their own final goodbye,
    When they too will quietly lie beneath the sky,
    As their loved ones mourn for times gone by.

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  16. 14. Light A Candle

    • By J
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2008

    Lighting a candle for someone you loved and lost shines out light out to them and warms you.

    Light a candle,
    see it glow,
    watch it dance
    when you feel low.
    Think of me,
    think of light,
    I'll always be here,
    day or night.
    A candle flickers
    out of sight,
    but in your heart
    I still burn bright.
    Think not of sadness,
    that I'm not near,
    think of gladness
    and joyous cheer.
    I have not left,
    I am not gone.
    I'm here to stay
    my little one,
    so when you light a candle
    and you see it glow
    and you watch it dance,
    in your heart you'll know
    that I would never leave you,
    even when you feel so blue.
    I'm sitting up here with the Lord
    and now watching over you.

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  17. 15. In Memory Of My Dad

    • By Leah Hendrie
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2008

    In memory of my dad. I love and miss him dearly.

    If I could write a story,
    It would be the greatest ever told
    Of a kind and loving father
    Who had a heart of gold.

    I could write a million pages
    But still be unable to say just how
    Much I love and miss him
    Every single day.

    I will remember all he taught me.
    I'm hurt but won't be sad,
    Because he'll send me down the answers,
    And he'll always be my dad.

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  18. 16. Gone But Not Forgotten

    • By Cecilia M. Kocher
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    A person may be dead and buried, but if we are lucky we will never be forgotten.

    The years we've shared have been full of joy.
    The memories we've made will go on and on.
    I haven't stopped crying since you went away,
    and I've asked God time and time why you couldn't stay.
    You lit up my life, my hopes, and my dreams.
    You've opened my eyes to see what it all means.
    So now that you're gone, how can I forget;
    Because you were the greatest out of all I have met.

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  19. 17. A Fallen Branch

    I married my husband six years ago, and my husband's dad became mine. He was a Christian man with a good loving heart. He and I would sit and have heart to heart talks. When he started showing signs of illness, he shared with me a lot of his heartfelt feelings. I wrote this poem in honor of him and put it in the truest form of his loving feelings. He passed three months ago.

    Tribute To Father-In-Law

    The strongest branch has fallen
    From our family tree.
    God had his way; he's taking me home,
    So you need not grieve for me.

    For many years God carried me
    And kept me at my best.
    He strengthened me and kept me strong.
    For this we're truly blessed.

    Hold strong to our family heritage.
    Keep living your life through God.
    Keep carrying on the traditions,
    The big ones and the small.

    Remember all the good times,
    The happiness and the love.
    Think of me when you reminisce
    As I'll be smiling from above.

    My mind's at ease, my soul has peace.
    My body's now at rest,
    For an angel came for me today
    And said God needs the best.

    The serenity of going home is a miracle
    We all shall seek,
    So please don't think of me and cry
    With a tear upon your cheek.

    I've lived and traveled long and hard
    To reach my journey's final end,
    So let's just say, "Goodbye for now,
    Until we're together again."

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  20. 18. Back To The Start

    • By Rita Box
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2017

    In memory of all family members who have passed but are never forgotten...people who have inspired me throughout my life. It's funny, you think of them with a smile; then you think of their passing with a heavy heart and sadness. But to bring myself back to today, I go back to things they've done to make me smile.

    Holding Onto Memories

    Step into a memory,
    Of all the years that have passed.
    Remember all the good times,
    The ones locked in to last.
    Sometimes your heart has broken,
    All shattered, torn and sad,
    Like when you lose a loved one,
    The best friend you had.
    But memories last a lifetime,
    They are planted in your heart,
    So look at all the sad things,
    Then turn them to the start,
    To the memory of the time that passed,
    The times that made you laugh.

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  21. 19. My Darling Grandma

    My grandmother meant the world to me. Her death has been the hardest thing I've ever had to deal with. The life lessons she passed on has helped me become the person I've become

    A woman of extreme strength, courage and love,
    Who was beautiful, soft and now peaceful and free as a dove.
    Someone on who our admiration was built around,
    For her womanhood, wife, friend and grandmother since she was brought into this ground.

    My Darling Grandma, we will forever hold in our hearts in which we have truly learned the most from,
    Your strength as a wonderful mother to our mothers and fathers,
    And which we hope to gain in raising your great grandsons and great granddaughters.

    My darling grandma, we will always respect all you went through in your hardships and distinguished ways,
    Your ability to hold yourself with such dignity and pride in all your days,
    Your beauty shines in us all who were lucky to be part of your devoted family,
    We will carry you in our eyes, minds, and hearts in which we have a remedy,

    My Darling Grandma, that is to hold you close by all you have taught us to do,
    And to remember the beautiful women we owe our lives to,
    For giving us life to blessing us with her strong inner spirit of courage,
    Her unconditional love and her sensual laughter,
    For being such a person in who will always and have always
    held deep in our hearts now and here after.

    My Darling Grandma, You are taking a little part of us with you as you follow your angels who will guide you to your
    precious place,
    May you look down on us with pride on what you brought
    into this world with your guidance in which you are now
    truly our angel of grace.

    My Darling Grandma, as you enter your new heavenly home,
    may you rest in peace for which you truly deserve,
    For you will be truly missed and remembered for your love and honor in which we will preserve.
    We love you always and forever and may God be with you.

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  22. 20. Gifts For A Grieving Heart

    Grief often overwhelmed me after my sister, Brenda, suddenly died. As I went through her things, I'd stop to look at mementos and photos, or reread the cards she had kept, all of which evoked wonderful memories. I realized how fortunate I was to have had her in my life and knew how much she loved me. If I had died, instead of her, I would have never wanted her to suffer like I had and knew she'd want the same for me. It was her precious, loving gifts that helped me mend my grieving heart.

    Poem About Gifts Of Loving Memories

    Your face frozen in blissful eternal sleep now.
    As I kiss you goodbye on your cold brow,
    A last tearful glance as you're taken away.
    There was nothing anyone could do or say.
    My pleas and tears won't bring you back to me.
    Comforting friends could not help me to see.
    No words could explain to my grieving heart,
    Why cruel death had to tear my world apart.

    Sometimes I'd find treasured mementos you kept
    Or reread the cherished cards from you as I wept;
    Fond memories return from photos of smiling faces,
    Or suddenly come to mind in the strangest places;
    Although I sometimes sadly long for all the yesterdays
    And sorely miss our chats and your understanding ways,
    Your gifts helped me relive the good times we shared,
    And reminded me that you loved me and truly cared.

    Even though your death is a most painful memory,
    The memories in recesses of my mind's treasury
    Have helped save me from grief's dark, lonely decree,
    That your death meant only painful sorrow for me;
    For the loving bonds remain and will never depart,
    Ensuring that you are with me as a part of my heart,
    To comfort and sustain me until I see you once more,
    When I'm called to come join you on an eternal shore.

    I wonder if your spirit lingered a while on that fateful day
    And witnessed grief's sorrow as your body was taken away.
    Did you see me gently kiss you goodbye on your cold brow,
    And hear me ask how I was to continue without you now?
    Did you hear the sobs and see the tears flowing from me,
    Before you answered calls from across a vast eternal sea?
    For I'd want you to know, before your spirit had to depart,
    That you had left love's precious gifts for a grieving heart.

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