Funeral Poems
Use the soft words of verse to express yourself at times when it is otherwise hard to convey your feelings. Richard also writes eulogies although we haven't an example we can use here.
This is a short extract of a poem that was written for the funeral speech of a Emma's "Little Nana":
(with thanks to Emma for allowing us to use the poem on the website)
I've searched as widely as I can
But no-one's had a better gran -
So calm and gracious and serene,
Far more regal than the Queen,
And much more loving and more fun
Loved by each and everyone.
I always thought it marvellous
With Nana looking after us.
On Christmas Eve she'd always stay
And so be there for Christmas Day.
She was, since I was very small,
The nicest present of them all.
She'd talk to me for hours on end,
Not as a grandchild, but a friend;
I sit admiring and in awe
Listening to stories of the war;
And I was sure that we had won
Because she'd built a Wellington.
© Richard Elgood
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This longer poem was written for "Nanny Lot":
(with thanks to her grand daughter, Suzie, for allowing us to use the poem on the website)
Nanny Lot
I'd like to pay my tribute here
To Nanny Lot - to me most dear:
And of the dearest Nan of all
Some memories let me recall.
She never ever looked a mess
Her favourite store was M and S -
Wherever now she sits in state
I'm sure she looks immaculate.
To buy us clothes was her delight -
She never got the sizes right.
She knew the right size all along,
So why were they so often wrong?
The shops were where she loved to be
And Nanny Lot, deliberately,
Bought things that were too big or small
And clearly didn't fit at all!
She did this - I must now explain -
So she could take them back again!
(This, gentle laughter would provoke:
It soon became a private joke)
We'd all enjoy the luxuries
Of Nanny Charlotte's spending sprees
We'd pay our visits up and down
To markets all round London Town
She loved to cook and Conga Eel
Became our favourite - special meal
And after that what would be better
Than cola jelly or Vienetta?
I went to Pontins with my nan
Then Clacton in a caravan
And there most holidays I went
And many happy times I spent.
And so her praises must be sung
Of how she was when I was young -
So when her health was a concern
Her kindness I could then return.
And every week I'd do her hair
And odd jobs here and odd jobs there
And helping her to read and write
And Bingo on a Sunday night.
It was the least that I could do
A recompense long overdue.
I say with all sincerity
I'm glad that she was proud of me.
I must pay thanks to Julieanne
Who gave some present to our nan
And that's two girls and last one boy
3 great grandchildren to enjoy!
And so the last thing that I do
Is read these lines out just for you:
To each and every one of us
You were so kind and generous
Though I don't play the record now,
And the clothes no longer fit somehow,
Remember you - we always will-
Our memories are precious still.
Though you are gone you're not forgot
Our dearest, dearest Nanny Lot;
And we can all be very sure
You'll rest in peace for evermore.
© Richard Elgood
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This is a short extract of a poem that was written for the funeral speech of a man called David:
(with thanks to his son in law for allowing us to use the poem on the website)
A man we all were proud to know,
A man to whom so much we owe;
The nearest to a Saint I've met
But do real Saints enjoy a bet?
For me that doesn't make a sinner,
For me he always was the winner:
And there is no-one who would dare
To try and occupy his chair.
© Richard Elgood
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This is an extract of a poem that was written for the funeral speech of a lady called Jeanne:
(with thanks to her daughter for allowing us to use the poem on the website)
To happier times, to moments blessed
To times among the happiest:
Altimino - the month is May,
4 years ago - a wedding day!
And every heart was set aflame
When Bill, defying illness, came,
Seized Jeanne, as he had years before,
And proudly led her to the floor.
They danced as lovers, newly met,
A dance that no-one will forget.
Treasure it in the memory-
If they can do it, so can we!
A marriage made in Heaven and sent
By Heaven's Hand, a testament
To us on earth, for us to see
What marriage vows are meant to be.
Let's raise a toast -all kith and kin-
As Heaven welcomes them back in.
We may or may not break the bread
But we'll drink with her her glass of red!
Though from our lives on earth she's gone,
Her spirit busily lives on.
But however active is Jeanne Rees,
May her soul forever rest in peace.
© Richard Elgood
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"Thanks again for the lovely poem i did manage to read it myself with a few
pauses which i am really made up about. The funeral poem was personnal and i
couldn't of done it without your help. It really touched everyone.
Emma, Lancashire.
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Mary, Chelmsford.
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David, Oldham.
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