Lord take my tiny precious flower
Who had no time to bloom
Lift her gently in your arms
And find a little room
In the Heavenly garden
That you planted high above
Then care for her and keep her safe
Within your perfect love
Find a little corner
In a quiet sheltered place
Where she can feel the healing sun
Caress her lovely face
Give her the tender caring
That I can no longer give
Hold her with your gentle hands
And let her fragrance live
The dearest and the loveliest
Of flowers that ever grew
My precious gift from
Heaven I return, dear Lord, to you
Farewell, Sweet Dust
Moving funeral or memorial poem about scattering a loved one’s ashes, ideal for a religious or non-religious funeral or scattering ceremony.