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Wish You Were Here

Funeral Poems & Readings

Wish You Were Here

A funeral poem for comfort during unsettling times

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Wish You Were Here

Three months have passed.

I’ll never forget the day

Someone rang to tell me

That you’d gone away.

The hurt is the same,

Like an open wound.

There are days

I don’t utter a sound.

Some days the pain is stronger.

It makes me sick and weak.

I can’t stand this much longer.

I just sit here and weep.

I’ve shut my private door

And let no one in,

Locking myself in a box.

They try, but I won’t give in.

You were like a rock,

Strong, faithful and true.

What worth has my life

Now that I don’t have you?

I was your first born,

Daddy’s little girl.

I took my own path

But was still part of your world.

I was not the best,

Guilty of neglect,

But you know, Daddy dearest,

I had so much respect.

I always loved you,

My dad, my star.

Now my pain is

To worship you from afar.

I love you now

As I did back then.

I just hope… one day

I will see you again.

I am so proud of you,

Brave and strong to the end.

Now when asked, “How are you?”

There is no need to pretend.

We all love and miss you so much; sleep well,

and take care of all who went before you.

Forever in my heart!

Diana Doyle
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