Poems & Selections

Weep Not For Me

Weep not for me though I have gone into that gentle night grieve if you will, but not for long upon my soul’s sweet fight.
I am at peace, my soul’s at rest there is no need for tears for with your love I was so blessed for all those many years.
There is no pain, I suffer not the fear is now all gone
Put now these things out of your thoughts in your memory I live on.
Remember not my fight for breath remember not the strife please do not dwell upon my death but celebrate my life.

And he will wipe out every tear from their eyes, and death will be no more, neither will mourning nor outcry nor pain be any more. The former things have passed away.
By Emily Dickinson Our journey had advanced; Our feet were almost come To that odd fork in Being’s road, Eternity by term. Our pace took sudden awe, Our feet reluctant led. Before were cities, but between, The forest of the dead. Retreat was out of hope, – – Behind, a sealed route, Eternity’s white flag […]
Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality.We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labor, and my leisure too, For his civility.We passed the school, where children strove At recess, in the ring; We passed the fields […]
By E.E. Cummings if there are any heavens my mother will (all by herself) have one. It will not be a pansy heaven nor a fragile heaven of lilies-of-the-valley but it will be a heaven of black red roses my father will be(deep like a rose tall like a rose) standing near my (swaying over […]