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ladylol
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28 Sep 2010 16:47 |
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your kind messages on the various threads.
dad died peacefully whilst i held his hand i stroked his brow and talked to him, during the nites i read him magzines nearly everyone had a cancer story i just omitted the cancer word (for some reason) i was able to sleep at the hospice for the time we were there mum couldnt face watching him pass away, i was shocked at the way his faced changed to a white wax look but was a worry and stress free look and he looked yrs younger i realised dads sole had left mayby a day before , i am really greatfull to you all and reading the messages is a comfort, i need a poem to read as it is poems only at the funeral xxxxx
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28 Sep 2010 16:51 |
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Really sorry Puss, I'm glad you were there with your stepdad. Maybe one of the follwing poems would be suitable?
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Christina Rossetti Remember REMEMBER me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go, yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad. _______ Death is Nothing At All
Death is nothing at all, I have only slipped 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, 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 it 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.
By Henry Scott Holland (1847-1918)
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Lyndi
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28 Sep 2010 17:04 |
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That's a nice idea Puss, to just have poems. Have posted a couple of short ones that I have used on memorial cards. Am not sure of authors.
After Glow
I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one. I’d like to leave an after glow of smiles when life is done. I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun of happy memories that I leave when life is done.
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Something Beautiful Remains
The tide recedes but leaves behind bright seashells on the sand. The sun goes down, but gentle warmth still lingers on the land. The music stops, and yet it echoes on in sweet refrains..... For every joy that passes, something beautiful remains.
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*$parkling $andie*
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28 Sep 2010 17:04 |
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So sorry Puss.
You were brave to be with him ,I like your mum couldn't face dad taking his last breath, his death was because of heart failure and breathing probs, he was 91. I feel guilty now about not being there at the time, I was an hour too late, but he looked peaceful and younger ,like you said about your dad:) A short poem you or another family member may consider reading.
God saw you getting tired, When a cure was not to be. So He wrapped his arms around you, and whispered, "come to me."
You didn't deserve what you went through, So He gave you rest. God's garden must be beautiful, He only takes the best
And when I saw you sleeping, So peaceful and free from pain I could not wish you back To suffer that again. Anon.
Sandie.xx
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Joy
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28 Sep 2010 17:09 |
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Lorraine, I am very sorry; please accept my sincere sympathies. It is and will be a difficult time for you, your Mum and all his loved ones.
Please look at this thread in which I posted some poems that I hope will be of help to you.
http://www.genesreunited.co.uk/boards.asp?wci=thread&tk=961031
I shall write to you. x x
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ஐ+*¨^¨*+e+*¨^¨*+ஐ Mildred Honkinbottom
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28 Sep 2010 17:11 |
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Sending my condolances
Coming Home
To my dearest friends and family, some things I'd like to say. But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay. I'm writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above. Here, there's no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love. Please do not be unhappy just because I'm out of sight. Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night. That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through, God picked me up and hugged me and He said, "I WELCOME YOU", "It's good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone. As for your friends and family, They'll be here later on. I need you here so badly, you're a part of my plan. There's so much that we have to do, to help our mortal man." God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do, and foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you. And I will be beside you every day and week and year and when you're sad I'm standing there to wipe away the tear. And when you lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight, God and I are closest to you.. in the middle of the night. When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years, because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears. But do not be afraid to cry, it does relieve the pain. Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain. I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned. If I were to tell you, you wouldn't understand. But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is o'er, I'm closer to you now than I ever was before. And to my very many friends trust God knows what is best, I'm still not far away from you I'm just beyond the crest. There are rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb; But together we can do it by taking one day at a time. It was always my philosophy and I'd like it for you too; That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you. If you can help somebody who's in sorrow, hurt, and pain, then you can say to God at night... "My day was not in vain". And now I am contented.... that my life was claimed worthwhile. Know as I passed along the way I made somebody smile. So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low, Just lend a hand to pick him up, as on your way you go. When you're walking down the street and you've got me on your mind, I'm walking in your footsteps only half a step behind. And when you feel the gentle breeze or the wind upon your face, that's me giving you a great big hug or just a soft embrace. And when it's time for you to go .... from that body to be free, Remember you're not going.. .. you're coming here to me. And I will always love you from that land way up above. Will be in touch again soon.
P.S. "God sends His Love"
~Author~ Ruth Ann Mahaffey
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MarionfromScotland
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28 Sep 2010 17:35 |
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Sorry for your loss Puss. He is out of pain now.
Marion
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ladylol
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28 Sep 2010 18:52 |
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thankyou i am reading them all xxxxxx
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Helen1959
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28 Sep 2010 19:16 |
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Hun the one I sent you last night on FB was the one I read out at my Mum's funeral. I do have another one that Phil wrote the day she died, I'll send it you later on.
Please take care of your self over the next few days. I know that it will be hard, what with you trying to ease the burden on your Mum, but it is important that you look after yourself as well.
love Helen xxx
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Liz 47
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28 Sep 2010 19:33 |
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Sincere condolences to all the family, Liz
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AnnCardiff
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28 Sep 2010 19:36 |
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so sorry Puss - hope this one will fit the bill
W. H. Auden
Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead, Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one; Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun; Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good.
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Cath2010
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28 Sep 2010 19:41 |
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Dear Puss, my deepest sympathies to you and your family at this sad time. S/dad now in a place he can feel no pain. Hold on to your precious memories of him, they last forever. ((((((((((hugs)))))))))) to all the family
Cath xx
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Jean (Monmouth)
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28 Sep 2010 19:43 |
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Srry you have had to face this, but you have coped, though you thought you wouldnt. The strength comes from somewhere when it is needed. you can now relax in the thought of a job well done, and dad is at peace.
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BrendafromWales
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28 Sep 2010 19:47 |
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So sorry to hear this news.He is'nt suffering anymore,but for you,your mum and family it is hard.Thinking of you all....and the poems others have sent say it all. God Bless Brenda x x
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Bertett
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28 Sep 2010 20:16 |
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Deerest condolences my thoughts are with you chris
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Phyll
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28 Sep 2010 20:26 |
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I haven't had much, if any, contact with you but my heart goes out to you and your family at this time.
Do not cry for me For I am not far away I have simply walked through Heavens door To live in a glorious way.
Do not cry for me For all my pain has gone I am resting in the arms of God In the place where I belong
Do not cry for me But think of me with love I am not lost but wait for you To join me someday, here above
Do not cry for me Remember our moments of joy They can never be erased Memories nothing can destroy
So do not cry for me I am only a whisper away Talk with me and show how you feel And know I will hear what you say
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~~ Jules in Wiltshire~~
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28 Sep 2010 21:43 |
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I'm so sorry to hear about your stepfather...May he rest in peace xx
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~`*`Jude`*`~
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28 Sep 2010 22:29 |
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Puss...l am so sorry, but he is at peace now, bless him. You have done well, been a comfort to your mum and your step dad. Take care, loads of love jude & Vic xx....you have my phone number!
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Sylvia
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29 Sep 2010 00:20 |
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So sorry Puss, as Jude says you have done really well etc. I have pmd you a poem Love to you and your mum and family Sylvia
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SylviaInCanada
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29 Sep 2010 05:32 |
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Puss
so sorry to hear this xxxx
You were with him at the end, and I'm certain that he knew that
He had the peaceful, painfree end that we were all hoping for.
sylvia ((((xxx))))
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