Funeral Poems & Readings

She Is Gone (He Is Gone)

A funeral poem for comfort during unsettling times

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She Is Gone (He Is Gone)

You can shed tears that she is gone
Or you can smile because she has livedYou can close your eyes and pray that she will come back
Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has leftYour heart can be empty because you can’t see her
Or you can be full of the love that you sharedYou can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterdayYou can remember her and only that she is gone
Or you can cherish her memory and let it live onYou can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

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