Poems For The Bereaved

We have on many an occasion had poems printed in the funeral Order of Service, and yesterday we had come across two, the first was 'Miss Me, But Let Me Go' by Robyn Rancman;

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me,

I want no tears in a gloom-filled room,

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little – But not for long

And not with your head bowed low,

Remember the love that we once shared,

Miss me – But let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take,

And each must go alone,

It’s all a part of the Master’s plan

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart

Go to your friends that we know,

And bury your sorrows in doing good works,

Miss me – But let me go.

Robyn Rancman

The second was 'The Watcher' by Margaret Widdemer;

She always leaned to watch for us,

Anxious if we were late,

In winter by the window,

In summer by the gate.

And though we mocked her tenderly,

Who had such foolish care,

The long way home would seem more safe

Because she waited there.

Her thoughts were all so full of us,

She never could forget!

And so I think that where she is

She must be watching yet.

Waiting till we come home to her,

Anxious if we are late,

Watching from Heaven’s window,

Leaning on Heaven’s gate.

Margaret Widdemer

We hope you can find some comfort from these.

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