617-971-8590 / 980-231-1476

Poems & Selections

If Death Is Kind

By Sara Teasdale
Perhaps if death is kind, and there can be returning,
We will come back to earth some fragrant night,
And take these lanes to find the sea, and bending
Breathe the same honeysuckle, low and white.
We will come down at night to these resounding beaches
And the long gentle thunder of the sea,
Here for a single hour in the wide starlight
We shall be happy, for the dead are free.

Grieving

To those I have loved and to those who loved me, When I am gone release me; let me go. I have so many things to see and do, You must not tie yourself to me with tears. Be happy that we had so many years, I gave you my love you can only guess, […]

Don’t Cry For Me

What would I give, to clasp his hand His happy face to see To hear his voice, and see his smile That meant so much to me.The rolling stream, of life rolls on But still the vacant chair Recalls the love, the voice, the smile of the one, who once sat there.Nothing can ever take […]

The Little Ship

I stood watching as the little ship sailed out to sea. The setting sun tinted his white sails with a golden light, and as he disappeared from sight, a voice at my side whispered, “She is gone.” But the sea was a narrow one. On the farther shore a little band of friends had gathered […]

In the Presence of Death

By Rodney Murphy In the presence of death we stand awkward, and ill at ease; For death is a well-known stranger whom we recognize, but do not wish to know; But death is not a thing in itself, but a stage in the journey of life, through which all must pass. It may come swiftly […]

617-971-8590 / 980-231-1476

Poems & Selections

If Death Is Kind

Grieving

Don’t Cry For Me

The Little Ship

In the Presence of Death

Main Page:

For Funeral Homes

Contact

Social Media