When I come to the end of my journey
And I travel my last weary mile
Just forget if you can, that I ever frowned
And remember only the smile Forget unkind words I have spoken
Remember some good I have done
Forget that I ever had heartache
And remember I’ve had loads of fun Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered
And sometimes fell by the way
Remember I have fought some hard battles
And won, ere the close of the day Then forget to grieve for my going
I would not have you sad for a day
But in summer just gather some flowers
And remember the place where I lay And come in the shade of evening
When the sun paints the sky in the west
Stand for a few moments beside me
And remember only my best
Darest Thou Now O Soul
Short bereavement poem by beloved 19th Century American writer Walt Whitman, ideal for a funeral reading.