Funeral Speech (Eulogy) Poems – Page 3

Cortney Golein

I work for a non profit organization as the webmaster, and the vice president died on Thursday. My boss asked me to create a page to honor his death. I thought a poem would be a nice touch. I didnt really know the man, but he meant a lot to the organization and its goals. I wanted a poem that is comforting to all of those who loved him. I really don’t think a poem from the point of view of the deceased is the most appropriate for this page. If anyone has any ideas please let me know. Thanks


i just wanted to thank you for this site. My own mother died when i was 2 and i was brought up for the past 30 years by my aunt & uncle. My uncle died very suddenly last week and I will be reading at the funeral tomorrow. The inspiration found here has made the situation much more bearable and although i am not looking forward to it, i feel i have found something appropriate to say that will make my aunt proud. thankyou.

Jenna Polson

I just received notice that my great grandmother died today. My family and I were expecting her death, but not this soon…not for months. She was the most spiteful, caring, courageous 95 year old woman I have ever known, and probably will ever know. Any one who has met her will say that their life has been enriched and filled by her. She was a blessing to us all…The funeral is in two days, and I am flying 3000 miles to be there, so I would like to read something aloud at her funeral, but am at a loss for words. Do you have any poem suggestions? I am looking for something more modern. Thank You
She is extremely fond of her grandchildren, nieces, great-nieces/grandchildren…everyone in the family.


My mother-in-law was a wonderful, cheerful, independant woman of 90. She celebrated her birthday a few months ago with a party for friends and family and had recently joined the family to celebrate her only granddaughter’s 21st birthday. Although in remarkably good health, still driving to local shops, looking after herself in her own home and having good friends and family around her, the prospect of a decline haunted her and she decided, in typical fashion, to be in control of her own destiny by taking an overdose of tablets so that she could choose the manner and time of her leaving us. She discussed this with no-one and asked for nobody’s help. It has, of course, left us all devastated. We are organizing her funeral for next week and are having some difficulty with words that will not diminish her right to choose her own way out, while at the same time, giving us an opportunity to express our feelings. I have found many of the comments on this page very helpful – any more ideas would be very welcome. Thank you very much.



I know that you are all devastated. A sudden death in any circumstance is hard as it gives you no time to get used to it – or to say goodbye – or even to say those things that you wished that you have said – to pass on some news.

The key in your speech is to not let the manner of the death overshadow your thoughts for her. In many deaths the dying process is a very terrible and horrible process. My grandmother died of Alzheimers, my father, mother and brother all of cancer. Oh, were there times when we wished that they could be helped on their way rather than have to see them go through the pain and suffering of a slow lingering death.

But a funeral speech is about remembering the life not the death. Concentrate your tribute on your happy memories of your time together. Use anecdotes of touching or amusing memories, stories or things that you shared together. Perhaps take a poem based on one of her interests, or read her favourite poem – maybe a few lines from a song that she liked.

If you need to express your feelings it may be one of rage and there is a good line in a Dylan Thomas Poem with a line about Rage, rage against they doing of the night ….”

I hope that this may help



My dad passed away suddenly on Friday after years of alcohol abuse. His funeral service is to be of a non-religious kind and will have no hymns or prayers, just music that the family have chosen. I would love to have a poem of some sort to read at the service, but am having troubles, as most of them make a reference to a father always being there for his children. Due to the alcohol abuse this was not always the case, but still we loved him! Does anyone have any suggestions as to what I could read?

Many thanks




i’m sorry for your loss but a beautiful poem i heard the other day was called “Do not stand by my grave and weep, am i not there i do not sleep.” there are many versions so maybe you can find the perfect one for your family just type in that line on google and hopefully the poem should come up!


The text is also provided at the start of this thread…ogy-poems.html


I am looking for help finding a poem or verse to remember my nan this christmas can anyone help?




This one may be a possibility. It is called “Christmas from the heart” and is written by Judy Burnette

It can be found on the following hyperlink

My Grandad

Hi – unfortunately my Nan died & 4 weeks after her funeral my Grandad died. They were married for over 70 years & he obviously couldn’t carry on without her. Does anyone have any ideas of songs, poems that I could read at his funeral. He was a very down to earth, gentle & kind man & thought the world of his family. Any suggestions would be really appreciated.


For my Father

My father died at 72 on New Years Day. I have agreed to do a speech at the funeral, and I am proud to. I have a little family speech, however I am looking for something else, any ideas?


Gary R

After Glow


Originally Posted by Guest

My father died at 72 on New Years Day. I have agreed to do a speech at the funeral, and I am proud to. I have a little family speech, however I am looking for something else, any ideas?


I am a Civil Celebrant in Buderim in Australia. The following is a poem that I use all the time. It is simple and can be appropriate for all ages, sexes as well as circumstances. I hope you find it of some use.

I’d like the memory of me to be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.
I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, of happy times, laughing times and bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun of happy memories, that I leave when life is done.

I also have another that can be adapted for Mothers, Fathers, Grandfathers, Grandmothers, or sisters, brothers. Just change the lead line.


My Father was a man who had smiles to brighten your days
who always made you feel good with his warm words of praise.
And whats more he knew what to do to make wishes come true.
He was my Father.
My Father was someone who always had good stories to tell,
but just as importantly he knew how to be a good listener as well.
He was patient and kind and the very best friend you could ever hope to find.
He was no ordinary man
And I’m proud to tell the world that (Insert your dads name here)
Was my Father.

I hope these have been of some help.



Hello all, I have had the pleasure of reading through the 5 pages of this forum there are some wonderful poems. I have bookmarked a couple but I’m yet to read one that you just know is “the one”, you know?
She was a very loud and funny lady, she loved her garden and she loved me(her Grandaughter) very much. We are not having a religous funeral, although some poems with a hint of godlyness is fine. Can anyone help, i need a poem for a funeral 2-3 days please, and thankyou. You guys are doing a wonderful thing here oh and i was very close to her.


Just a note to say that 5 years ago my mom passed away and I read this poem at her service. It was exactly what my mom would of wanted to say to all of her friends. Now I will be saying this poem at my good friends funeral.


Originally Posted by Tim

This is another one that may work

All Is Well

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.
Let my name be ever the household world that it always was,
Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It it the same as it ever was, there is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near,
Just around the corner.
All is well.

By Henry Scott Holland (1847-1918)
Canon of St Paul’s Cathedral


Originally Posted by Colleen

Hello, please can you help. Yesterday we buried my Dear Mother who died of Lung Cancer aged 67. I would like to give a poem to her two sisters and brother and also my own sister and brother but can not find one! Please help from Colleen.

“I’ll Always Be Near”

Hush my love, hush be still
I had to leave you, it was God’s will
Hush my love do not cry
For I am standing here, right by.

I have not gone for good you see
I am always right here and join you for tea.
But alas, you cannot see me and all that I give
Hush my sweet love, I am not dead, I still live.

When you feel down or very low
I will pick you up, as I did below
There will be joy and laughter in your heart
When you realise we are never apart
I am everywhere you go and everything you see
I am always with you.

You will sing and dance once more again
Bright sunshine will fill you, instead of rain
I live! I live! I live! I tell thee
Just a thought you need, to remember me.

In each flower, plant or bird you see
We are all part of this, you and me
So look at all things with gentle love and care
We’ll meet again I am just over here.

Remember the good times never the bad
We loved and laughed together and shared the sad
Remember how precious and dear you are to me
Remember I’m right here with you, if only you could see.

I love you and “I’ll always be near”
Just whisper my name and I’ll be right there.

I need help with my speech!

Hello i am twelve years old and my grandfather just past on i am really stuck on what to write, can some one please help me?


I am sorry for your grandad my grandad died when I was twelve I was devastated I didn’t know what to say but I thought he has gone now he was happy when he died I had come closer to my family because you never know when they’re going to go.

Hello I am twelve years old and my grandfather just passed on i am really stuck on what to write, can someone please help me?



Today is my grandmother’s funeral. My dad is giving her eulogy, and I’m going to read one of my favorite poems. I found it extremely helpful and meaningful.

Also, if you’re going through a difficult time and getting over the loss of a loved one, you should look into reading Mitch Albom’s Tuesdays with Morrie and The Five People You Meet in Heaven. Both are truly lovely and soothing to one’s soul. Thanks.


In my memory Granddad was kind,

And to nasty people he was not blind.
I loved him the way he loved his dancing,
Even though I do not like prancing.
Have you ever heard of Tarquin Fandango?

Of all the country’s granddad didn’t go.
England he stayed for a lot of his life,

Also where he spent a lot of his strife.
He saw a certain Teddy Bear,
It stood on a shops counter just there.


sudden death of Uncle


new to this website. My husband’s Uncle passed away yesterday. He was 52 years old. My mother in law and aunt would like us all to say somthing at the funeral. He loved to drink and he loved to go hunting. Also he was a bachelor, never married or had kids. I wonder if there is a poem anyone knows of that I could read at his funeral next Tuesday.

All replies are greatly appreciated.
Thanks so much,





Originally Posted by JimmyP

My Mum died a few days ago and I have to give a speech her funeral. Are there any poems or quotes that you think may be appropriate?

My mom died after a long illness. she was a courageous woman who sacrificed almost everything for others.

Please help me with some courageous words for my the people.


You could try using a quotation

I like this one by Victor Hugo
“Have courage for the great sorrows of life and patience for the small ones; and when you have laboriously accomplished your daily task, to sleep in peace. God is awake.”

Lynne H

My father is about to pass..i need help preparing something to say at the funeral

unfortunately our relationship has not always been good. His second wife (of 30 years) has put a wedge in between us.

I would like to recite a poem from a child’s perspective. Can anyone help?


Remember Me

At my sister Maureen’s funeral we used this version of she is gone. It is a poem called Remember Me, which I believe is the original. More information about this beautiful poem can be found at


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.

David Harkins 1981


please help me

please my grandad died today in my arms at hospital i need a poem to read at his funeral his coffin is going to be open the so please help me im going though a very rough time help plz
chris jones.


Hi, a friend of mine died in a car accident last night, and I was looking for an appropriate poem for a collage I’m making. She’s the nicest person I know, and I don’t think anybody who met her would have said anything different.

I’m not Christian, so I’d prefer if the poem didn’t reference ‘Him’.

Thanks so much.



Originally Posted by Cory

Hi, a friend of mine died in a car accident last night, and I was looking for an appropriate poem for a collage I’m making. She’s the nicest person I know, and I don’t think anybody who met her would have said anything different.

I’m not Christian, so I’d prefer if the poem didn’t reference ‘Him’.

Thanks so much.

a good friend of mine died some time ago and her husband read this out to the church, it is not too godly but a good reflection of how a person should be remembered. hope it helps

She is Gone
By Anonymous

You can shed tears that she is gone
or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back
or you can open your eyes and see all she’s left.

Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her
or you can be full of the love you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she’s gone
or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
or you can do what she’d want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.


Come To Me

God saw you getting tired
and a cure was not to be
so he put his arms around you
and whispered,
“Come to Me”

With tearful eyes we watch you
and saw you pass away
and although we loved you dearly
we could not make you stay.

A Golden heart stopped beating
hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove us
he only takes the best

my great aunt just passed away this is one that we used



Loss of Auntie

Message to 12 year old who lost auntie

Im so sorry for your loss, i lost my mum very suddenly nearly 3 years ago and it still hurts. I was a little older than you – i was 23 when she died.

Please speak to an adult, a parent, friend or teacher about how you are feeling, it sounds like you are still grieving really badly and should perhaps talk to a councillor about it.

Things are never so bad that its not worth going on – i just feels really bad sometimes but your life is so precious – you have so much to achieve and in achieving your goals and smiling at your aunties memory that is ther greatest tribute to her memory, just think of how proud she’d be of you!!

Dont be afraid to talk out loud to her when you feel upset or write a letter to her in a diary or notebook, it helps to get your feelings out and especially to speak about it!!

All the best!!




Originally Posted by Dana

A light from the family is gone
A voice we loved is stilled
A place is vacant in the home
Which never can be filled

We have to mourn the loss of one
We would’ve loved to keep
But God who surely loved her best
Has finally made her sleep

hope it helped

who is this by.


Eulogy Poems…

My Mum just died last Wednesday (May 11th, 2005) and as I have written many poems, I shared one at her funeral I wrote called “Whispers In The Breeze”. I composed this piece back in 1998, while I stood at my Granny and Granda’s grave back home in Northern Ireland… (My Mum’s parents).

Also, I wrote a piece called Mother’s lament on Monday morning (May 16th, 2005), six hours before the funeral directors came and took Mum to the chapel (since we are a traditional Irish family, Mum came home for a wake and viewing. We chose to follow our traditions rather than go with the services as done here in Canada in funeral parlours…

I should mention that both of these pieces reduced those in attendance to Mum’s service to tears, they are very powerful compsitions. Even though I composed them, even I have a hard time reading them.

If anyone wishes to view these pieces, please let me know either through here, or I will post through email.

Greg McVicker.



i no that your mother died last year and i am sorry to hear it. im 15 and my mother died over a year ago now and i was ever so close to her. but i still like to keep a collection of peoms as it helps me to remember i have some birth day poems for her as well as her borthday is on the 31st of i thought u would like some of these for when u need a helping hand.

What can you say
To someone who has always been one of
The most essential parts of your world;
Someone who took you by the hand
When you were little
And helped to show the way
What do you say to someone
Who stood by to help you grow,
Providing love, strength, and support
So you could become the person
You are today?
What can you say to let her know
That she’s the best there is,
And that you hope you’ve inherited
Some of her wisdom and her strength?
What words would you say
If you ever got the chance?
Maybe you just say
‘ I love you Mum ‘
and hope she understands

I used to think that people didn’t need
their moms so much after they grew up.
But I’ve realized that’s not true.
So often, when I’m making a decision,
I wish you were here
so I could ask your advice.
And so many times,
when something happens
that I know you would enjoy,
I wish you were here
to share it with me.
Now that I’m older
I’ve realized how special our relationship is.
And while I’m thankful for this bond,
somehow it makes me miss you more..
Mom, I love you so very much.
If I could have but one wish
I know what it would be
To see your loving face once more
To have you here with me.

To wish you happy birthday
And not look towards the skies
To kiss you happy birthday
And see the twinkle in your eyes.

Mum I know this cannot be
But dream I always will
Now your place is with the Lord
Lovely Lady how I miss you still.

Mum I know you’re watching me
Hearing every pray I pray
So to you my Darling mother
I wish a very happy Birthday.

I miss You Mum

i hope these help as i no they have helped me.



My friend has lost her mother and she has asked if i cannot help her with a poem. her mother was a courageous person. very brave smart and believed in wonderful things and she instilled these to her children. She was sick with stroke until her death but before she died she could not talk for 2 months yet she still possessed that braveness but smiled and winked . Please help.


Dear all,

My great uncle died this week, and although he was in name, a distant relative, my brother and I were very close to him from a very young age. We feel it would be appropriate to read something at the funeral/thanksgiving service, and the poems and bible readings I have seen on this site have been very helpful, and more than a little comforting. Although none of your contributions were meant for us, on behalf of my family, myself and no doubt countless others like us, I would like to thank you all for your help in a difficult time of bereavement.

Many thanks,



help me find a poem

Can anyone help me find a poem that compares the dead body to a car that has been parked, engine off and lights out, while the driver has walked off down the home to home. Thanks.


grandads death

my grandad died three days ago of skin cancer. i want to write a poem for him to say at the funeral in 2 days but i dont know what to say. My grandad loved his work so it would be nice to have a poem about that.


Can someone help me find a poem for funeral sevice?

The father (85yrs.) of a very close friend lost his battle with cancer six days ago. He was an honorary grandfather for my two daughters (7 & 13yr.) but didn’t spend much time with us (physically). I have been asked to say something at the funeral service. Since I/we didn’t spend much time with him, I was thinking a poem would be appropriate and easier on me. He’ s a retired aerospace engineer and was in the U.S. Military (awarded the “Silver Star” & “Purple Heart”).

Funeral Service will be 07/22/05

Could someone please help?


I am so sorry to hear about your sad news.

The most immediate one that spriongs to mind would be to use the “Old soldiers never die, they just fade away” lines that General Macarthur used on his retirement.

Old Soldiers Never Die – by Gene Autry

Old Soldier’s Never Die
Never die, never die
Old Soldier’s Never Die
They just fade away.

On the seventh day of December
In the year of forty-one
The free world met disaster
At the hands of the Rising Sun
From the bastions of Corregidor
Pearl Harbor and Bataan
Came the sound of war and fury
And the Death March of free man.

Then from the land of way down under
A mighty voice did say
Our cause is just, in God we trust
I will return someday
From Mindanao to Tarawa
Our battle song it grew
Till on Surabachi
At last Old Glory flew.

From Iwo, Leyte, and a thousand Isles
Our just cause never ceased
Until one day, he did return
And once more, there was peace
Now somewhere, there stands the man
His duty o’er and won
The world will ne’er forget him
To him we say, “Well done.”


My grandad taught all his grandchildren this poem, and he always said that he wanted us all to recite it at his graveside…

Here’s to those, and such as those,
And those that we love best.
He’s not here that should have been here,
So here’s to all the rest.
If he’d been here that should have been here,
Our hearts they would have been light.
So here’s to all the company,
That wont be here tonight!


Poem For My Mother

My Mother is slowing dying with Brain Cancer. She has had it for 11 months now and has had 2 brain surgeries. She is the most couragous woman I have ever known. She is losing the battle and doesn’t have long to live. I want something special to read at her funeral. Please email me any poems about a Mother’s death to read at her funeral. One from a daughter to a mother would me nice also. God Bless……..

Mark M


Originally Posted by Amy


“Trout Fishing” by Eunice Lamberton 1873

Give me a rod of the split bamboo,
a rainy day and a fly or two,
a mountain stream where the eddies play,
and mists hang low o’er the winding way,

This was posted in this message board some time ago. Although the original poet was given credit, it was posted without crediting the source, which is my edited version of the original hand written poem.

I normally don’t allow the publication of the poem on websites or message boards, but linking to it is fine. To me this poem is the perfect flyfishing poem, and as such, I know it would be perfect in a eulogy for someone that loves fishing. Please feel free to use it in that way, it’s an honor to be responsible for making it available for that. But please Amy, or anyone else, post a link anywhere else you wish to pass it along.




I know you love me
But I’ve gone where
Rose petals are my pillow.

I know you cared for me as I got weak
I’v gone where I can run again.

I know you hoped my pain would ease
So I’ve gone where I can smile again.

As I wave goodbye for the last time…

I leave with you
My words of encouragement…
My memories.

I leave with you
My dreams
My warmth.

Smile with me…
AS I go home to rest,

I’m tired.

Dawn Macgregor-Bromfield


poem for a memorial service

I have a friend who is dying of cancer. I have been looking for a poem on the internet, but haven’t had any luck yet. I don’t know who wrote it, and I think the title is ” I Needed The Rest”. It speaks of “God taking (him) home”, and possibly, “don’t think of this as my deathbed, but a bed of life”, and I know “I needed the rest” is part of this short poem. I’ve searched for days and time is growing short, any help would be greatly appreciated.


To remember me

I have been able to track down the poem. Very suitable.

I have been able to locate it on a couple of links

I hope this helps


I found it!!!!!

I finally found it…..I had the title wrong! Here is the link

I hope this helps someone else in need.


Grandfather died

My grandmother died 3 weeks ago then my grandad followed a week ago. It has been a trying time but we are getting through it. I would like to read a poem or verse at his funeral on Monday. He was a strong roud man who was in the navy and loved the sea. Can anyone help?


thanks and appreciation

Last Easter I found this site when I was looking for the right words to say at the funeral of my mother in law. Sadly today I am doing the same think but for my Mother’s funeral who died this Christmas. I have been touched by the messages and help offered here and just want to thank everyone who contributes for making my very sad and difficult task easier, bless


Words for Your Mother

The following is an exerpt from the speech I gave at my mothers funeral:

As for her love, I want to share a story about a mother and her enduring love for her son. It is a story that describes the way my mother felt about all of her children, in youth and in old age, in health and in sickness.

A mother held her new baby and very slowly rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she held him, she sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
My baby you’ll be.
The baby grew. He grew and grew until he was two years old, and he ran all around the house. He pulled all the books off the shelves. He pulled all the food out of the refrigerator and he took his mother’s watch and flushed it down the toilet. Sometimes his mother would say ‘This kid is driving my CRAZY!’ But at night, when that two-year old was quiet, she opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
My baby you’ll be.

The little boy grew. He grew and grew until he was nine years old. And he never wanted to come in for dinner, he never wanted to take a bath, and when relatives visited he always said bad words. Sometimes his mother wanted to sell him to the ZOO! But at night, when he was asleep, she quietly opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
My baby you’ll be.

The boy grew. He grew and grew until he was a teenager. He had strange friends, he wore strange clothes and he listened to strange music. Sometimes the mother felt like she was in a ZOO! But at night, when that teenager was asleep, the mother opened the door to his room, crawled across the floor, looked up over the side of his bed; and if he was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. While she rocked him she sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always,
As long as I’m living
My baby you’ll be.

That teenager grew and grew until he was a grown-up man. He left home and got a house across town. But sometimes on dark nights the mother got into her car and drove across town. If all the lights in her son’s house were out, she opened his bedroom window, crawled across the floor, and looked up over the side of his bed. If that great big man was really asleep she picked him up and rocked him back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And while she rocked him she sang:

I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always
As long as I’m living
My baby you’ll be.

Well, that mother, she got older and older and older. One day she called up her son and said, ‘You’d better come see me because I’m very old and sick.’ So her son came to see her. When he came in the door she tried to sing the song. She sang: I’ll love you forever, I’ll like you for always .. But she couldn’t finish because she was too old and sick. The son went to his mother, picked her up and rocked her back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And he sang this song:

I’ll love you forever
I’ll like you for always
As long as I’m living
My Mommy you’ll be.

Mary’s journey with us is over, but she’s embarked on a far greater one.

A ship sails and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon and someone at my side says she is gone.

Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large now as when I last saw her. Her diminished size and total loss from my sight is in me, not in her.

And just at that moment, when someone at my side says she is gone, there are others who are watching her coming over their horizon and other voices take up a glad shout – There she comes!

Life is a horizon and death is just the limit of our sight.

Lift us up O Lord, that we may see further.

Hope this is of some help.


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