Poet: C. A. Lynch
Amidst profound sadness and grief,
Memories of you diminish the pain.
Your influence remains – a blessing to all here.
The laughter, joy and love shared remain deeply etched in our hearts.
Your kindness and gentle spirit will never depart.
For you were such a generous and supportive sister.
My soul is shattered but your memory lives on forever.
We miss you dearly; gone too soon but never forgotten.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
My sister, she will be missed
The void that she filled is so deep.
The days of laughter and play,
Many happy memories I will keep.
As I ponder our moments once shared.
Grief darkens throughout my existence
These fond memories are lasting gifts
To alleviate the sorrow of her absence.
Her life was full of blessings,
Without regrets we proudly proclaim.
Until then, I look forward when
In heaven, she and I will meet again.
For though it hurts to say goodbye,
My love for her shall never die.
More poems for a funeral:
Funeral Poems To Say Goodbye
Memorial Poems
I Miss You Poems
Poet: J. G. Whittier
I will not mock thee with the poor world's common
And heartless phrase,
Nor wrong the memory of a sainted woman
With idle praise.
With silence only as their benediction,
God's angels come
Where, in the shadow of a great affliction.
The soul sits dumb!
Yet would I say what thy own heart approveth;
Our Father's will,
Calling to him the dear one whom he loveth,
Is mercy still.
God calls our loved ones, but we lose not wholly
What he hath given;
They live on earth, in thought and deed, as truly
As in his heaven .
Up, then, my beloved. Lo, the fields of harvest
Lie white in view!
She lives and loves thee, and the God thou servest
To both is true.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
My sister, her laughter no more
A life taken while so much was in store
Cemented with love, our bond is so strong
Life carries on with a grieving song
Your memory, forever alive in my heart
Grief takes me and tears me apart
I'll meet her again in the Glorious Light
I'll feel her love shining so bright.
But until that day comes
My dearest, sweetest sister -
Will be missed and ever-loved.
Poems of Comfort:
Poems For Grief
Condolence Poems
Sympathy Poems
Poet: C. A. Lynch
The morning was dark, the night so cold,
It was in our home when sorrow took hold.
We showed up with stoic, aching hearts,
Our dearest loved one did depart.
Sorrow ran deep, eyes glistening bright,
No ordinary sight that day and night.
Our sister gone to heaven above,
She will be with God whom she loves.
No longer here with us to share her love so sweet,
But our memories remain for us to keep.
In God's love, she shall now remain,
We know someday we'll see her again.
Poems About Sisters
Poet: Charles Sprague
I knew that we must part; day after day
I saw the dread Destroyer win his way.
That hollow cough first rung the fatal knell,
As on my ear its prophet-warning fell.
Feeble and slow thy once light footstep grew;
Thy wasting cheek put on death's pallid hue;
Thy thin, hot hand to mine more weakly clung;
Each sweet "good-night" fell fainter from thy tongue.
I knew that we must part; no power could save
Thy quiet goodness from an early grave
Those eyes so dull, though kind each glance they cast,
Looking a sister's fondness to the laut;
Thy lips so pale, that gently pressed my cheek;
Thy voice- -alas! thou couldst but try to speak -
All told thy doom; I felt it at my heart:
The shaft had struck; I knew that we must part.
And we have parted, thou art gone!
Gone in thine innocence, meek, suffering one.
Thy weary spirit breathed itself to sleep
So peacefully, it seemed a sin to weep
In those fond watchers who around thee stood
And felt that God, even then, was good.
Like stars that struggle through the clouds of night,
Thine eyes one moment caught a glorious light,
As if to thee, in that dread hour, 'twere given
To know on earth what faith believes of heaven;
Then, like tired breezes, didst thou sink to rest,
Nor one, one pang the awful change confessed.
Death stole in softness o'er that lovely face.
And touch'd each feature with a new-born grace;
On cheek and brow unearthly beauty lay,
And told that life's poor cares had passed away.
In my last hour be Heaven so kind to me!
I ask no more than this - to die like thee.
But we have parted, thou art dead!
On its last resting-place I laid thy head,
Then by thy coffin-side knelt down and took
A brother's farewell kiss and farewell look.
Those marble lips no kindred kiss returned;
From those vailed orbs no glance responsive burned;
Ah! then I felt that thou hadst passed away,
That the sweet face I gazed on was but clay.
And then came Memory, with her busy throng
Of tender images forgotten long;
Years hurried back, and, as they swiftly rolled,
I saw thee, heard thee, as in days of old.
Sad and more sad each sacred feeling grew;
Manhood was moved, and Sorrow claimed her due;
Thick, thick and fast, the burning teardrops started:
I turn'd away, and felt that we had parted.
But not forever; in the silent tomb,
Where thou art laid, thy kindred shall find room.
A little while - a few short years of pain -
And, one by one, we'll come to thee again.
The kind old father shall seek out the place,
And rest with thee, the youngest of his race;
The dear, dear mother, bent with age and grief,
Shall lay her head by thine in sweet relief;
Sister and brother, and that faithful friend,
True from the first and tender to the end -
All, all in His good time who placed us here
To live, to love, to die, and disappear,
Shall come and make their quiet bed with thee
Beneath the shadow of that spreading tree
With thee to sleep through death's long, dreamless night,
With thee rise up and bless the morning light.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
There is a hole in my heart with you gone, Sister
Your laughter, support, and love I'll forever miss
But knowing you're in heaven with Jesus above
Brings a bittersweet comfort to my grieving soul
I long for the day when we meet again
In heaven where joy never ends.
Forever in my heart, your memory stays,
Until we reunite in eternal ways
