HELP! My mother in law just passed away......I was asked to read a poem at her funeral. Anyone have any?

Question

I need to read poem about mother in law at funeral on Monday, August 7th.......anyone have any ideas for a good site where I could find an nice poem/verse about mother in laws........

Answer 1

http://maladyspoetry.com/MomInLaw.htm

They have more poems, do a search.

Here's a copy of a card -- just change the words to past tense -- you know -- is to was ....

Did a search -- here's another one

Family Poem
MOTHER IN LAW
© By Robert H. Madden


I JUST WANTED TO TAKE THE TIME
TO THANK YOU FOR ALL YOU DO
THROUGH THE UPS AND DOWNS
THE HARD TIMES YOU'VE HELPED US THROUGH
YOU HAVE HELPED ME IN WAYS, YOU'LL NEVER KNOW
THE VOID IN ME YOU HAVE FILLED
SOME THINGS I WAS MISSING IN MY LIFE
SOME OF THE VALUES THAT YOU INSTILLED
YOURS WAS THE VOICE OF REASON
WHEN I WOULD HAVE SWORN THAT I WAS RIGHT
NO MATTER HOW I FOUGHT IT
YOU HAVE HELPED ME TO SEE THE LIGHT
YOU'RE JUST LIKE THE NORTHERN STARS
A BEACON WHEN I FEEL LOST
A STRONG SHOULDER WE HAVE LEANED ON
NO MATTER WHAT THE COST
YOU STEPPED UP AND MADE ME FEEL
LIKE MY BOYS AND I WERE YOUR OWN
WE KNOW YOU DIDN'T HAVE TO
AND BECAUSE OF THAT WE'VE GROWN
YOU GAVE MORE THAN YOU HAD TOO
AND I CAN'T THANK YOU ENOUGH
SO THANK YOU FOR JUST BEING THERE
WHEN LIFE FEELS SO TOUGH





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Sorry for your loss,

Answer 2

Funeral Poems For Mother

Answer 3

Mothers-in-law? Or just a poem in general?

I looked through several books trying find something appropriate. I have some suggestions:

1) Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost (I have miles to go before I sleep)
2) Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8 (To everything there is a season)
3) Who has seen the wind? by Christina Rossetti (short and sweet)

I couldn't find much about mothers-in-law, but these are respectful and pleasant poems.

I am sorry for your loss.

Answer 4

Funeral Poems For Mom

Answer 5

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HELP! My mother in law just passed away......I was asked to read a poem at her funeral. Anyone have any?
I need to read poem about mother in law at funeral on Monday, August 7th.......anyone have any ideas for a good site where I could find an nice poem/verse about mother in laws........

Answer 6

Not a bad poem. The question's fair---and, I suspect, the answer telegraphs how useful the poet might be in the critic's role! I reckon roughly that one in eight of my poems is worth a second reading, and of that lot maybe one in four is worth a third. One day I might write a poem worth a fourth reading, but if I don't, that's okay. I MIGHT be able to nudge those numbers up a bit, if I were willing to spend more time in revision than I do. But I am not so willing; I got only 168 hours in the week, and I got purposes for 200 hours in the week. Somethin's gonna get starved for my time.

Answer 7

The Lanyard, by former US poet laureate Billy Collins. It's written in the first person about his mother, but I think it can apply to mothers-in-law as well. It's even a little humorous, and can keep the mood relatively light. The jist of the poem is that we can never really repay our mothers for everything they've done for us.


The Lanyard

The other day I was ricocheting slowly
off the blue walls of this room,
moving as if underwater from typewriter to piano,
from bookshelf to an envelope lying on the floor,
when I found myself in the L section of the dictionary
where my eyes fell upon the word lanyard.

No cookie nibbled by a French novelist
could send one into the past more suddenly—
a past where I sat at a workbench at a camp
by a deep Adirondack lake
learning how to braid long thin plastic strips
into a lanyard, a gift for my mother.

I had never seen anyone use a lanyard
or wear one, if that’s what you did with them,
but that did not keep me from crossing
strand over strand again and again
until I had made a boxy
red and white lanyard for my mother.

She gave me life and milk from her breasts,
and I gave her a lanyard.
She nursed me in many a sick room,
lifted spoons of medicine to my lips,
laid cold face-cloths on my forehead,
and then led me out into the airy light

and taught me to walk and swim,
and I, in turn, presented her with a lanyard.
Here are thousands of meals, she said,
and here is clothing and a good education.
And here is your lanyard, I replied,
which I made with a little help from a counselor.

Here is a breathing body and a beating heart,
strong legs, bones and teeth,
and two clear eyes to read the world, she whispered,
and here, I said, is the lanyard I made at camp.
And here, I wish to say to her now,
is a smaller gift—not the worn truth

that you can never repay your mother,
but the rueful admission that when she took
the two-tone lanyard from my hand,
I was as sure as a boy could be
that this useless, worthless thing I wove
out of boredom would be enough to make us even.


I'm so sorry for your loss. Good luck on Monday.

Answer 8

Everyday you wonder why
You lie awake in bed and cry
Everyday you wish it didn’t happen
The way that it did that night

The look in her eyes
Scars you for life
As you see her lying beside a knife
Again and again the feeling comes back
While you know that her heart is black

She hurt you too many times
Then all she did at home was cry
She god sick and tired too
Of what she did to you

The times you guys had together
Was something more than special
It was times that you guys shared
That live on forever

Again and again i wonder why
You did this to her
And caused her to cry
She loved you more than life itself
Now she proves that true
She slit her wrist
In memory of you

Answer 9

If she was Christian, "Footprints" is nice. Also, most songs are poems set to music. If she had a favorite (appropriate for the occassion such as a hymn or inspirational song--like "Wind Beneath My Wings") you may try reading it aloud. It may actually have more meaning than a random poem.