Funeral Poems for a Brother
The loss of a brother
Dear brother how I miss you,
Let me tell you how I’ve been,
How my world has changed since you left,
How I’ve struggled, why it’s mean.
You were always a true hero,
Though I seldom ever said,
But I hope you knew just how I felt,
Maybe read thoughts from my head.
Of course we argued quite a lot,
That’s just what brothers do,
But we’d always stick together
Like we’d been both coated & stuck with glue.
Dear Brother
Dear brother
I write these words to tell you exactly how I’ve been
For now that you have gone away, of course you haven’t seen.
Dear brother
I have tried my best to carry on alone,
But things, they are much harder now, that you’re no longer home.
Dear brother
How I’ve missed you so, though it hasn’t been that long,
But everything I try to do, well it seems as if it’s wrong.
Dear brother
Why did you leave, far too early from this place,
It was hard enough when you were here, the problems we did face.
Letter to my brother who passed away
I miss you my dear brother,
You have sadly gone to fast,
A friend and, like a guardian
You stood by me to the last.
If I could just change places,
Please know I really would,
It’s not fair that you’re no longer here,
When all you ever did was good.
I Miss
I miss you
I miss the loud music coming from your room
I miss the warmth of knowing You’re just a call away
I miss the way we fought and played
I miss seeing your big bright smile
I miss getting kicked out of your room
I miss seeing you here and there
I miss cooking you breakfast lunch and dinner
I miss hearing you come in at night
I miss making you wear your seat belt
I miss holding your hand to pray
Happy the Man
Happy the man, and happy he alone,
He who can call today his own:
He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.
All Is Well Death Is Nothing At All
Death is nothing at all
I have only slipped into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still
Call me by my old familiar name
Speak to me in the easy way which you always used
Put no difference in your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me
God Saw You Getting Tired poem
God saw you getting tired,When a cure was not to be.So He wrapped his arms around you,and whispered, “Come to me”.
You didn’t deserve what you went through,So He gave you rest.God’s garden must be beautiful,He only takes the best.
And when I saw you sleeping,So peaceful and free from painI could not wish you backTo suffer that again
Sleep, My Brother Poem
I wish you sweet sleep, my brother dear.
Although there’s so much that you’ve left bare
I hate that you had to endure such pain
On my mind, your saddened eyes have left a stain.
I want to know what crossed your mind
Unspoken words you’ve left behind
Undone things we’ll never do
No sharing thoughts you never knew.
A peace has fallen upon your head
A taste of sorrow we have been fed
It really is like a hole in our lives
One swiftly dug but carved out by knives.
But I have hope that those sleeping will rise
The Bible says that God will open their eyes.
No suffering, sickness, yes not even pain,
Those who did good, eternal life they’ll gain.
My Beloved Brother Poem
From day one all we did was fight.
Now all I do is fight back my tears.
I wanted to do everything you did,
because I wanted to be just like you.
Now I sit here wondering what to do,
because there’s no one to replace you.
I never did tell you all the things I felt,
like how much I really did love you.
I wish we could go back and start over again.
I don’t want to be alone. I need my brother.
I need my best friend.
When you think of me
while you’re up in heaven,
think of how much you meant to me.
Fallen Limb Poem
A limb has fallen from the family tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me”.
Remember the best times, the laughter, the song.
The good life I lived while I was strong.
Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don’t worry about falls
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.
Until the day comes we’re together again.