It’s Strange

A funeral poem by Bishop Brent, using the metaphor of a ship sailing over the horizon to describe passing from this life to the next.

A moving funeral poem by English poet Charles Lamb, mourning the loss of a special loved one who cannot be replaced.

I sit alone now in the darkness of despair. I cry my silent tears. My heart is broken into a million tiny pieces. The silence

Beautiful funeral poem by Anne Brontë, celebrating the happy memories that live on after a loved one is gone.