Epitaph For A Darling Lady

(Sympathy Poems – Funeral Poems)

All her hours were yellow sands,

Blown in foolish whorls and tassels;

Slipping warmly through her hands;

Patted into little castles.

Shiny day on shiny day

Tumbled in a rainbow clutter,

As she flipped them all away,

Sent them spinning down the gutter.

Leave for her a red young rose,

Go your way, and save your pity;

She is happy, for she knows

That her dust is very pretty.

~ Dorothy Parker

My Angel

(Sympathy Poems – Funeral Poems Female)

Tear drops run down our face

While our loved one takes her place

In the land of dreams and faith

She waits for the day when life will wake

The sun will rise and the clouds will clear

Her smile we show she is near

We’ll feel her strength when a new day is here

And her heart when it’s too hard to bare

My angel is one with the bluest eyes

The honest voice and generous spirit

Her love is there whenever we need it

All we have to do is believe it

She may be gone but that doesn’t change

The way she makes us feel everyday

When the wind blows by and the trees shake

We hear every word she makes

No matter where we go

She will be there

Always willing to show she cares

She’s sitting on her cloud above

Watching all of those she loves