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Death is Nothing At All

Henry Scott Holland

Death is nothing at all

I have just slipped away into the next room.

I am I, and you are you.

Whatever we were to each other,

That we are still.

Call me by my old familiar name;

Speak to me in the way you always used.

Put no difference into your tone;

Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh, as we always laughed,

At the little jokes we enjoyed together.

Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.

Let my name be forever the household word it always was.

Let it be spoken without an effort,

Without the ghost of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant;

It is the same as it ever was;

There is absolutely unbroken continuity.

Why should I be out of mind,

Because I am out of sight?

I am waiting for you, for an interval,

Somewhere very near, just around the corner.

All is well.

For What Is It To Die

Kahil Gibran

For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind

and to melt into the sun?

And what is it to cease breathing,

but to free the breath from its restless tides,

that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?

Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you

indeed sing.

And when you reach the mountain top, then you shall

begin to climb.

And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you

truly dance.

If I Should Go Before The Rest Of You

Joyce Grenfell

If I should go before the rest of you

Break not a flower, nor inscribe a stone

Nor when I’m gone speak in a Sunday voice


But be the usual selves that I have known

Weep if you must, parting is hell

But life goes on, so sing as well.

If You Should Forget Me For A While

Christina Rossetti

If you should forget me for a while,

And afterwards remember, do not grieve,

For if the darkness and the shadows

Leave a vestige of the thoughts that once I had,

Better by far that you should forget and smile

Than that you should remember and be sad.

I Am Standing On The Sea Shore

Bishop Brent

I am standing on the sea shore,

A ship sails in the morning breeze andstarts for the ocean.

She is an object of beauty and I stand watching her Till at

last she fades on the horizon and someone at my side says:

"She is gone." Gone! Where? Gone from my sight - that is all.

She is just as large in the masts, hull and spars as she

was when I saw her And just as able to bear her load of

living freight to its destination.

The diminished size and total loss of sight is in me, not in

her. And just at the moment when someone at my side

says, "She is gone", There are others who are watching

her coming, and other voices take up a glad shout:

"There she comes" - and that is dying.

A horizon is just the limit of our sight. Lift us up,

Oh Lord, that we may see further.

Miss Me But Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me,

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room;

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little - but not too long

And not with your head bowed low.

Remember the love that we once shared.

Miss me - but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone.

It's all a part of the Master's plan,

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart,

Go to the friends we know

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.

Miss me - but let me go.

All is Well

Henry Scott Holland

I have only slipped away into the next room.

I am I, and you are you.

Whatever we were to each other, that we still are.

Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the

easy way which you always used.

Put no difference in your tone, wear no forced air of

solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed

together.

Pray, smile, think of me, pray for me.


Let my name be ever the household word that it always

was, let it be spoken without effect without the trace of a

shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it

ever was; there is unbroken continuity.

Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?

I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very

near, just round the corner.

All is well.

The Beauty of Death

Kahlil Gibran

I have passed a mountain peak and my soul is soaring in

the Firmament of complete and unbound freedom;

I am far, far away, my companions, and the clouds are

Hiding the hills from my eyes.

The valleys are becoming flooded with an ocean of silence,

and the Hands of oblivion are engulfing the roads and the

houses; The prairies and fields are disappearing behind a

white specter That looks like the spring cloud, yellow as

the candlelight And red as the twilight.


The songs of the waves and the humans of the streams

Are scattered, and the voices of the throngs reduced to

silence; And I can hear naught but the music of Eternity

In exact harmony with the spirit's desires.

I am cloaked in full whiteness;

I am in comfort; I am in peace.

Do not stand by my grave and weep

Mary Elizabeth Frye


Do not stand by my grave and weep.

I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints upon the snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain and

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush,

I am that swift uplifting rush,

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft star that shines at night.

Do not stand by my grave and cry,

I am not there, I did not die.

Examples of Obituaries.


You need to add your loved ones

points but this gives you some ideas of

what can be appropriate.


<Name> was a brother to three siblings and loved by so many. He was naturally someone who made you smile and he was a soul that could create laughter out of very little. He had the gift of encouragement as well.


He had his struggles, his demons, his heart ache...but in reality, don’t we all? Joel was incredibly intelligent, insightful and thoughtful. I’m sure he often felt maybe a little behind because of choices he made, but one thing I always knew about <Name> was that when he put his mind to something, he absolutely excelled.


I would be remise to not acknowledge the difficulties <Name> struggled with and the decisions he made, but what I have learned from <Name> is there are always second chances, there is always forgiveness and there are always people that will offer love and support no matter how bad things get.


<Name> was an individual who went through a lot in life, some tragedy and some self inflicted, but he worked hard, he never gave up and he believed the best about people. His life is something we can look at and believe in second chances, believe in beating the odds, believe in working hard.


<Name> was born ......... in ........, ......... and passed away ......... in ........ She married her husband ....................on .........., in .............., .. <Name> was a long time resident of Albuquerque and was the former manager of the ........................ in ................. She and her family were also involved with the Church of............... for many years. <Name> was also an accomplished singer. She loved to sing in the choir and play the piano. She was preceded in death by her husband of 59 years, ...........; parents, .............. and ...............; brothers ...................... and ...................; sisters, ............. and ..................l. Survived by 2 daughters, .....................; 3 grandchildren, ........................; 5 Great Grandchildren, ......................; and by several nieces and nephews. <Name>’s family would also like to thank ................. and Hospice of ..................and ......................... and their staff at Care Free Living in ..................... for their loving care of <Name>. Funeral service will be held on ......................at .............. at .................., .. .