"Do not stand by my grave and weep..."
new poem contributed by Ameerali Abdeali
(2005-04-11) (hauntedfox's note: this is a traditional poem, but Ameerli contributed the extra verse)
Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there I do not sleep
I am a thousand winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am sunlight on ripened grain
I am the gentle Autumn rain
When you awake in the morning hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight
I am the soft starshie at night
Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there I do not sleep
Do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there I did not die
(Additional verse)
I am the song that never ends
I am the love of family and friends
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of his father who knows him best
When you see the sunset fair
I am the scented evening air
I am the joy of a task well done
I am the glow of the setting sun
Do not stand by my grave and weep
I am not there I do not sleep
Do not stand by my grave and cry
I am not there I did not die
2006-06-13 13:46:46
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answer #1
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answered by Hauntedfox 5
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I am sorry for the loss of your grandmother. Here are two poems which might help you
Life is but a stopping place, a pause in what’s to be,
A resting place along the road to sweet eternity.
We all have different journeys, different paths along the way.
We all were meant to learn some things,
But we’re never meant to stay
Our destination is a place far greater than we know.
For some the journey’s quicker. For some the journey’s slow.
And when the journey finally ends, we’ll claim a great reward,
And find an everlasting peace, together with the Lord.
or the following:
May the road rise up to meet you
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face, and rain fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of His hand.
2006-06-17 09:39:41
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answered by PDY 5
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Dirge without Music
by Edna St. Vincent Millay
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains, --- but the best is lost.
The answers quick & keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,
They are gone. They have gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
2006-06-13 14:10:57
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answered by MOM KNOWS EVERYTHING 7
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I have one at home but due to being at work I will have to send it later today. I see there are already good ones posted here.
Ok, here you go. It's not an "in memoriam" type poem, but it did make me think of both my grandmothers when I wrote it. By the way, my maternal grandmother died last fall, too
Beyond the Sky
Along the somewhere-edge of distant hills,
the sun is melting down like chocolate
and daylight drops away into the dusk.
Her nose is cold, but still she cannot end
this evening walk just yet. She must return
to see her childhood playground, in the dusk
of age. The sturdy, blue, steel poles stand tall
like twin, eternal trunks of metal trees.
The wind is tired and gentle in its breath.
She knows she’s found the place—her favorite swing.
Although the seat is snug, she feels secure,
and in the shade of night, her hair’s not gray,
nor does she hear the squeaking of the chains
but only music of the sky and stars.
Her open, wind-dried lips breathe in the rush
of arcing sky, the taste of night, and joy.
She knows at dusk she still can fly in dreams.
2006-06-13 08:45:12
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answered by Cookie777 6
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Remember Me
Do not shed tears when I have gone
But smile instead because I have lived.
Do not shut your eyes and pray to God that I'll come back
But open your eyes and see all that I have left behind.
I know your heart will be empty
Because you cannot see me
But still I want you to be
Full of the love we shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow
And live only for yesterday
Or you can be happy for tomorrow
Because of what happened between us yesterday.
You can remember me
And grieve that I have gone
Or you can cherish my memory
And let it live on.
You can cry and lose yourself, become
Distraught and turn your back on the world
Or you can do what I want - smile, wipe away the tears,
Learn to love again and go on.
By David Harkins
(1981)
2006-06-14 08:21:27
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answered by Bev B 1
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Try to remember a touching story about your grandmother. Stories are always a beautiful way to eulogize a loved one. Perhaps a song lyric that you associate with her life? Otherwise; you can try this link http://judithpordon.tripod.com/poetry/id276.html for a list of poems by noted poets. Best wishes!
2006-06-13 09:03:11
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answered by Carole 1
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Don't Grieve for me for now I'm free,
I'm following the path God has laid you see.
I took His hand when I heard Him call,
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I found that peace at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joys.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Oh, yes, these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow.
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I've savored much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts and peace to thee,
God wanted me now, He set me free.
Well, I just think its beautiful, it can be used for anyone. When I pass away this is the poem I want used. I don't know who wrote it
2006-06-13 08:43:26
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answered by lbecker7280 2
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One of mine for you!
Reached
She's reached the eternal
surrounded again by love remembered
looking out towards forever
looking into our hearts
We cannot imagine
with the illusion of separation
how very great she is now
or how her pain is no more
Let us reach to one another
Gather strength in remembrance
in images of laughter
and the love that will never die
2006-06-13 12:21:40
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answered by Cindy P 4
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The Legacy You Left
Grandma, you were so wise,
I saw the love in your eyes.
Forever you will be
In my life and memory.
The legacy you left lives in me
Now your spirit is set free
We will meet again in heaven above
I thank you, Grandma, for your love.
2006-06-13 18:40:10
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answered by Anonymous
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I shed no tears for you today
My dearest one you've passed away
I say goodbye to you to grandmother
The love you gave was like no other
An understanding not compared
A lifetime of experience with me you shared
I will smile with thoughts of you
Knowing you are smiling too
from me to you
2006-06-13 10:30:19
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answered by jane m 3
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