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Memorial Poems

Psalm 55.6

Oh, but if I had wings like a dove, for then I would fly away and be at rest.

In Memoriam

For a second you were flying
Like you always wanted to
Now you'll fly forever
In skies of azure blue
We'll see your smile in every ray
Of sunshine after rain
And hear the echo of your laughter
Over all the pain
The world's a little quieter now
The colours have lost their hue
The birds are singing softly
And our hearts are missing you
Each time we see a little cloud
Or a rainbow soaring high
We'll think of you and gently
Wipe a tear from our eye

By: Victoria Bruce

 

Fly Me Away

My time here with you
Has come to an end
I must travel on
God's will to tend.

So, fly me away
Little bird of white
To His loving arms
And into the light.

Through peaceful valleys
I now can walk
And hold God's hand
As we talk.

Before me no troubles
No strife no plight
And with God's soft touch
No fears in the night

 

High Flight by Gillespie Magee

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds,--and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless falls of air...
Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace
Where never lark, nor eer eagle flew--
And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod
The high, untrespassed sanctity of space,
Put out my hand and touched the face of God.

 

The Escort

If I must leave this world today,
Please find a dove to show me the way.
For the sky has its eternal space,
Find me a dove who knows this place.

I will not fear to lose the sight,
Of this bird's
Perfect pure white.
Let her fly,
And circle free.
Look close behind her
And you might see me.

We will depart at Heaven's door
Where I will find peace
Forever more.

If I must leave this world today,
Find a dove
To show me the way.

 

"The Final Flight"
In Loving Memory of (your loved ones name)

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free,
I'm following the path God laid for me.
I took his hand when I heard his call,
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way,
I've found that peace at the close of the day.
If my parting has left a void,
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Ah yes, these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow,
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My Life's been full, I savored much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch,
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief,
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and share with me,
God wanted me now, He set me free.

Script

Three snow white doves, pure as love, represent the holy trinity of father son and holy spirit. Joining them, another dove. The soul departed, a flock of angels all on wings of white rising skyward into the heavens free in flight. Together they journey home. Look homeward angels! We see them go. Farewell, fly on, we loved you so. 

High Flight

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings;
Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth
of sun-split clouds, — and done a hundred things
You have not dreamed of — wheeled and soared and swung
High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there,
I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung
My eager craft through footless halls of air....

Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue
I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace.
Where never lark, or even eagle flew —
And, while with silent, lifting mind I've trod
The high untrespassed sanctity of space,
- Put out my hand, and touched the face of God.

By: John Gillespie Magee

Carry Me Home

My loved ones do not cry
And worry of me
For like the dove
I have been set free.

God has called me
To my mansion on high
Just there among the clouds
In the deep blue sky.

I have no pain
No suffering to do
I have been called home
And I know you will too.

So beat hard and fast
Little wings of white
And carry me home
Before the night.

 

Free to Fly ©2005 by Diane Achilles

My precious little dragonfly
Your tiny wings shimmer in light
As you dance into the sky
Free to fly, free to fly

My precious little angel
Your wings whisper in flight
"I'm okay, I'm alright"
Is your message to me this night.

My precious gift from God above
You fill my heart with so much love
You are free now like a dove
Free to fly, free to fly

Lay your head upon My chest
I'll give you peace, I'll give your rest
Close your eyes, you've done your best
Free to fly, free to fly.

 

The Flight

Now dry your tears
And look above
For soon there will fly
A pure white dove.

I ask for a moment
Before setting her free,
To listen to these words and think of me:

As your days on this beauitful earth pass by,
Don't be afraid to love,
And don't be afraid to cry.
Because even though I am gone from sight,
Remember, it was only my body
That couldn't take flight.

 

Wings of Grace ~ Author: Julie Johnson

With the rustle of wings
I'll take your memories along
As I soar up to the heavens
From where they just played that song.
Just part your hands open
As you feel my beating heart.
My soul is alive as I
Now depart.
With the rustle of wings,
I'll enter the pearly gates.
I'll be with family from long ago and
For you I will wait.
Always keep this feather close
As a reminder of my souls release
And in every whisper of the wind you'll hear
the rustle of my wings.