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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.

The Day You Went Away

They say that times a healer But as the time goes on. I seem to find it just as hard To face the fact you’re gone.And today it’s the anniversary Of the day that you went away, And I’m standing here at your graveside And believe me when I say.You’ll never be forgotten And every […]

It Was Not Death, For I Stood Up

By Emily Dickinson It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down; It was not night, for all the bells Put out their tongues, for noon. It was not frost, for on my flesh I felt siroccos crawl, – – Nor fire, for just my marble feet Could keep a […]

Stardust

By: Nat King Cole And now the purple dusk of twilight time Steals across the meadows of my heart High up in the sky the little stars climb Always reminding me that we’re apart You wander down the lane and far away Leaving me a song that will not die Love is now the stardust […]

End of My Journey

Author Unknown When I come to the end of my journey and I travel my last weary mile, just forget, if you can, that I ever frowned and remember only the smile. Forget unkind words I have spoken; remember some good I have done. Forget that I’ve stumbled and blundered and sometimes fell by the […]

617-971-8590 / 980-231-1476

Poems & Selections

If Death Is Kind

The Day You Went Away

It Was Not Death, For I Stood Up

Stardust

End of My Journey

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