Comforting Funeral Poems for Mothers Loss

Comforting Funeral Poems for Mothers Loss can be added to a eulogy and shared with family and friends during the funeral service as a special way to honor and remember your loved one. When a mother passes away, it can be one of the most devastating experiences a person can go through. The loss of a mother can leave an indelible imprint on a person’s heart and soul. As you grieve for the loss of your mom, you can find solace in heartfelt funeral poems for mom. These touching poems can help provide comfort and give you the strength to cope with your loss.

There is no better chance to express your love towards your mom publicly after her passing than at her funeral. Today, we have selected a beautiful group of Comforting Funeral Poems for Mothers Loss.  We have chosen non-religious poems which will be appropriate for any mother, in any country, and of any belief.  We hope you will find one which moves you and speaks to you about your own mother at this sad time.

Comforting Funeral Poems for Mothers Loss

MY MOTHER KEPT A GARDEN

My Mother kept a garden. A garden of the heart;

She planted all the good things, that gave my life it’s start.

She turned me to the sunshine, and encouraged me to dream:

Fostering and nurturing the seeds of self-esteem.

And when the winds and rains came, she protected me enough;

But not too much, she knew I’d need to stand up strong and tough.

Her constant good example,  always taught me right from wrong;

Markers for my pathway to last my whole life long.

I am my Mother’s garden, I am her legacy.

And I hope today she feels the love, reflected back from me.

~ Unknown ~

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IRISH FUNERAL PRAYER

You can only have one mother- patient kind and true; No other friend in all the world, will be the same to you.

When other friends forsake you, To mother you will return. For all her loving kindness, she asks nothing in return.

As we look upon her picture, sweet memories we recall, of a face so full of sunshine, and a smile for one and all.

Sweet Jesus, take this message, to our dear mother up above; tell her how we miss her, and give her all our love.

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The willow, it weeps today
A breeze from the distance is calling your name

Ascend, may you find no resistance
Know that you made such a difference
And all you leave behind will live to the end
The cycle of suffering goes on
But the memories of you stay strong
Someday I too will fly and find you again.

Lyrics to “Blackbird” by Alter Bridge

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YOUR SPIRIT

I know that no matter what
You will always be with me.
When life separates us
I’ll know it is only your soul
Saying goodbye to your body
But your spirit will be with me always.
When I see a bird chirping on a nearby branch
I will know it is you singing to me.
When a butterfly brushes gently by me so care freely
I will know it is you assuring me you are free from pain.
When the gentle fragrance of a flower catches my attention
I will know it is you reminding me
To appreciate the simple things in life.
When the sun shining through my window awakens me
I will feel the warmth of your love.
When I hear the rain pitter patter against my window sill
I will hear your words of wisdom
And will remember what you taught me so well
That without rain trees cannot grow
Without rain flowers cannot bloom
Without life’s challenges I cannot grow strong.
When I look out to the sea
I will think of your endless love for your family.
When I think of mountains, their majesty and magnificence
I will think of your courage for your country.
No matter where I am
Your spirit will be beside me
For I know that no matter what
You will always be with me.

~ Tram-Tiara T. Von Reichenbach ~

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MOTHERS HANDS

Hands that rocked the cradle
From the moment of my birth,
Their tender touch remembered
By those still here on Earth.
Soft as silk those hands
That taught me how to pray,
Banishing childhood fears;
They soothed each one away.
When I grew much older
And troubles came my way,
Those hands caressing mine
Did more than words could say.
Mother’s hands were gentle,
They’re missed so very much,
I’d give the world to feel once more
Their warm and tender touch.
Those hands were full of comfort
Now they lie at rest,
But memories hold them close
To the ones they served the best.

~ Marian Jones ~

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THE BROKEN CHAIN

We little knew the day that
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn’t go alone.
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.

You left us peaceful memories.
Your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you
You are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken
and nothing seems the same,
but as God calls us one by one
the chain will link again.

~ Ron Trammer ~

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THE GARDENER LXI (Peace My Heart)

Let the last touch of your hands be
gentle like the flower of the night.
Stand Still, O Beautiful End, for a
moment, and say your last words in
silence.
I bow to you and hold up my lamp
to light you on your way.

~ Rabindranath Tagore ~

 

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A PRAYER

May perpetual light shine upon the face of he who rests here.

May the remembering earth mind every memory she brought.

May the rains from the heavens fall gently upon her.

May the wildflowers and grasses whisper their wishes into the light.

May we have reverence the village of presence as we sit in the stillness of this silent field.   

~ Adapted from a poem by John Donohue ~

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BLESSED ARE THOSE

Blessed are those who give meaning to our lives;

holy and precious is the example they leave behind.

We pray: May our sorrows diminish as we recall their strength.

May their wisdom protect us and help us to live.

Let our grief be transformed into tenderness for those who are still with us.

~ Jewish Prayer ~

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AND WHY?

You shall ask
What good are dead leaves
And I will tell you
They nourish the sore earth.
You shall ask
What reason is there for winter
And I will tell you
To bring about new leaves.
You shall ask
Why are the leaves so green
And I will tell you
Because they are rich with life.
You shall ask
Why must summer end
And I will tell you
So that leaves will die.

~ Nancy Wood ~

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ONLY FOR A SHORT WHILE

But only for so short a while
have you loaned us to each other.
Because even a drawing cut in obsidian fades,
and the green feathers, the crown feathers,
of the Quetzal bird lose their color,
and even the sounds of the waterfall
die out in the dry season.

So, we too, because only for a short while
have you loaned us to each other.

~ Aztec Indian Prayer ~

 

We hope you have enjoyed this selection of Comforting Funeral Poems for Mothers Loss. These are all suitable Comforting Funeral Poems for Mothers Loss and there’s something to cover the different kinds of relationships that you may have had with her. I hope perhaps one or two of these may be useful.

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