The poems are a mere selection of what I have available,
from golf to fishing and meaningful to light hearted.
He is Gone, David Harkins
You can shed tears that he is gone
Or you can smile because he has lived
You can close your eyes and pray that he will come back
Or you can open your eyes and see all that he has left
Your heart can be empty because you can’t see him
Or you can be full of the love that 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 him and only that he is gone
Or you can cherish his memory and let it live on
You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back
Or you can do what he would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on.
Life Well Lived
A life well lived is a precious gift
Of hope and strength and grace,
From someone who has made our world
A brighter, better place.
It’s filled with moments,
sweet and sad with smiles and sometimes tears,
With friendships formed and good times shared
And laughter through the years.
A life well lived is a legacy
Of joy and pride and pleasure,
A living, lasting memory
Our grateful hearts will treasure.
If I Should Go
If I should go before the rest of you,
Break not a flower, nor inscribe a stone,
Nor, when I’m gone, speak in a Sunday voice,
But be the usual selves that I have known.
Weep if you must, parting is hell,
But life goes on, so sing as well.
Joyce Grenfell
Feathers
I left you a little white feather
I placed it right there in your way,
I wrapped it in love with a message
to let you know you’ll be okay.
I drew you a colourful rainbow
It followed your car for a while,
I made it a beautiful rainbow
I hoped it would show me your smile.
I flew down a beautiful robin
It landed right there on your ledge,
I prayed he would give you the strength
to push yourself back from the edge.
I try every day to remind you
that I never did go away,
the feathers, the rainbows, the robins
are my way of trying to stay.
Donna Ashworth