Funeral Poems & Readings

In Our Hearts

A funeral poem for comfort during unsettling times

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In Our Hearts

We thought of you with love today,

But that is nothing new.

We thought about you yesterday

And days before that, too.

We think of you in silence.

We often speak your name.

Now all we have are memories

And your picture in a frame.

Your memory is our keepsake

With which we’ll never part.

God has you in his keeping.

We have you in our heart.

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