The Best 6 Funeral Poems For Daughter Or Daughter-In-Law

Fare thee well! and if for ever, Still for ever, fare thee well: Even though unforgiving, never ‘Gainst thee shall my heart rebel. Would that breast were bared before thee Where thy head so oft hath lain. While that placid sleep came o’er thee Which thou ne’er canst know again; Would that breast, by thee glanced over, Every inmost thought could show! Then thou wouldst at last discover ‘Twas not well to spurn it so. Though the world for this commend thee– Though it smile upon the blow, Even its praises must offend thee, Founded on another’s woe: Though my many faults defaced me, Could no other arm be found, Than the one which once embraced me, To inflict a cureless wound? Yet, oh yet, thyself deceive not; Love may sink by slow decay, But by sudden wrench, believe not Hearts can thus be torn away: Still thine own its life retaineth, Still must mine, though bleeding, beat; And the undying thought which paineth Is – that we no more may meet. These are words of deeper sorrow Than the wail above the dead; Both shall live, but every morrow Wake us from a widow’d bed. And when thou wouldst solace gather, When our child’s first accents flow, Wilt thou teach her to say ‘Father!’ Though his care she must forego? When her little hands shall press thee, When her lip to thine is press’d Think of him whose prayer shall bless thee, Think of him thy love had bless’d! Should her lineaments resemble Those thou never more may’st see, Then thy heart will softly tremble With a pulse yet true to me. All my faults perchance thou knowest, All my madness none can know; All my hopes where’er thou goest, Wither, yet with thee they go. Every feeling hath been shaken; Pride, which not a world could bow, Bows to thee–by thee forsaken, Even my soul forsakes me now: But ’tis done–all words are idle­ Words from me are vainer still; But the thoughts we cannot bridle Force their way without the will. Fare thee well! thus disunited, Torn from every nearer tie Sear ‘d in heart, and lone, and blighted, More than this I scarce can die.

My daughter or daughter-in-law, a playful soul, A laughter that could make hearts whole, In rain or shine, she'd find delight, A funny story, a pillow fight. We'd dance in the rain, splashing around, A duo of joy, no sorrow found, Her humor, a gift that she'd bestow, To everyone, friend and foe. Oh, how we'll miss her laughter sweet, The moments shared, forever we'll keep, But smile, remembering her sunny days, My daughter, dancing in the rain.

My heart aches, a river flows, For a daughter lost, a love that grows, Her laughter, once the song of birds, Now echoes in my dreams, unheard. The empty chair, the quiet room, A mother's heart forever glooms, My darling daughter, gone too soon, A love that even death can't prune. Yet in my heart, she still remains, A cherished memory, a sacred flame, I'll miss her deeply, every day, My precious daughter, here I pray.

In the darkest corners of my heart, A light once shone, a brilliant spark, My daughter or daughter-in-law, kind and wise, A beacon of love, in my stormy skies. Her gentle touch, her tender care, Her loving soul, beyond compare, A guiding force, an endless grace, I appreciate the love we shared in this space. Her memory lingers, a soft embrace, A testament to love's eternal grace, My daughter or daughter-in-law, forever near, The light in the darkness, I hold so dear.

A daughter or daughter-in-law, strong and kind, A heart so vast, a brilliant mind, Her compassion flowed, a river wide, A legacy of love, we can't deny. She stood for justice, and embraced all, Her spirit soared, where others fall, A guiding light, a beacon bright, Our daughter or daughter-in-law, a great person in sight. We'll honor her life, her memory embrace, A love so boundless, time can't erase, Our daughter or daughter-in-law, a light that shone, A legacy of love, forever known.

A celebration of a life well-lived, For our daughter or daughter-in-law, we give, Her laughter, her love, her radiant light, A testament to her beautiful life. We'll gather round, in joy and tears, Sharing memories of the happy years, Her presence lingers, a gentle breeze, A life well-lived, forever at ease. Let us rejoice in the life she led, Our daughter or daughter-in-law, a path well-tread, A celebration of love, and all she's done, A life well-lived, a race well-run.