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And I’ve got to understand
You must release the ones you love
And let go of their hand.
I try and cope the best I can
But I’m missing you so much
If I could only see you
And once more feel your touch.
Yes, you’ve just walked on ahead of me
Don’t worry I’ll be fine
But now and then I swear I feel
Your hand slip into mine.
After the service
Words like these often stay with us long after the funeral. Some families also find comfort in a keepsake at home: an urn, a cuddle stone to hold, or jewellery with a little of their ashes inside.
Are there rocking chairs in Heaven where little babies go? Do the angels hold you closely and rock you to and fro? Do they talk
I awake each morning to start a new day, But the pain of losing you never goes away. I go about the things I have
A short memorial poem by famous poet Lord Byron. A mourning verse, ideal for a reading at a funeral or remembrance service.
I still say I Love You, But now there’s no reply. I always feel your presence As if you never left my side. I remember
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