The Best 5 Funeral Natural Disaster Poems

God saw you getting tired And a cure was not to be So He put His arms around you And whispered ‘Come with Me.’ With tearful eyes We watched you suffer And saw you fade away, Although we loved you dearly We could not make you stay. A golden heart stopped beating, Hard working hands at rest, God broke our hearts to prove He only takes the best. It’s lonesome here without you, We miss you more each day, Life doesn’t seem the same Since you’ve gone away. When days are sad and lonely And everything goes wrong, We seem to hear you whisper ‘Cheer up and carry on.’ Each time we see your picture, You seem to smile and say ‘Don’t cry, I’m in God’s keeping We’ll meet again someday.’ You never said ‘I’m leaving’, You never said goodbye, You were gone before we knew it, And only God knew why. A million times we needed you, A million times we cried, If love alone could have saved you, You never would have died. In life we loved you dearly, In death we love you still , In our hearts you hold a place, That no one could ever fill. It broke our hearts to lose you, But you didn’t go alone, For part of us went with you, The day God took you home.

O snatch'd away in beauty's bloom! On thee shall press no ponderous tomb; But on thy turf shall roses rear Their leaves, the earliest of the year, And the wild cypress wave in tender gloom: And oft by yon blue gushing stream Shall Sorrow lean her drooping head, And feed deep thought with many a dream, And lingering pause and lightly tread; Fond wretch! as if her step disturb'd the dead! Away! we know that tears are vain, That Death nor heeds nor hears distress: Will this unteach us to complain? Or make one mourner weep the less? And thou, who tell'st me to forget, Thy looks are wan, thine eyes are wet.

The day is ending, The night is descending; The marsh is frozen, The river dead. Through clouds like ashes The red sun flashes On village windows That glimmer red. The snow recommences; The buried fences Mark no longer The road o'er the plain; While through the meadows, Like fearful shadows, Slowly passes A funeral train. The bell is pealing, And every feeling Within me responds To the dismal knell; Shadows are trailing, My heart is bewailing And tolling within Like a funeral bell.

I will lend you, for a little time, A child of mine, He said. For you to love the while he lives, And mourn for when he's dead. It may be six or seven years, Or twenty-two or three. But will you, till I call him back, Take care of him for Me? He'll bring his charms to gladden you, And should his stay be brief. You'll have his lovely memories, As solace for your grief. I cannot promise he will stay, Since all from earth return. But there are lessons taught down there, I want this child to learn. I've looked the wide world over, In search for teachers true. And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes, I have selected you. Now will you give him all your love, Nor think the labour vain. Nor hate me when I come To take him home again? I fancied that I heard them say, 'Dear Lord, Thy will be done!' For all the joys Thy child shall bring, The risk of grief we'll run. We'll shelter him with tenderness, We'll love him while we may, And for the happiness we've known, Forever grateful stay. But should the angels call for him, Much sooner than we've planned. We'll brave the bitter grief that comes, And try to understand.

When we lose a loved one Our world just falls apart We think that we can't carry on With this broken heart Everything is different now You're upset and you're annoyed Your world, it seems, is shattered There's such an awful void There's got to be a reason And we have to understand God made us and at any time He'll reach down for our hand There might not be a warning We won't know where or when The only thing we're certain of Is we'll meet them once again.