Funeral Readings
The most memorable and touching funerals I have ever attended are the ones where family and friends have written their own funeral readings, poems, songs and eulogies instead of using the same ones that everyone else uses.
You could write your own funeral readings or poems, describing the characteristics or cherished memories that you have of your loved one. Children need to express their feelings too, so you could make it a family project. A rhyming poem is not compulsory. It's also nice to remember a person by playing their favorite piece of music or reading a poem they liked, even if it doesn't go along with the same theme as the rest of the funeral readings.
I have listed some of the more popular funeral readings, poems, and verses that can be heard during a funeral service. Instead of just picking out something, I recommend you use this page to get you inspired to come up with some ideas of your own. I hope that there is lots of useful information here that will help you to choose the best funeral readings and I wish you best for the funeral service.
Funeral Readings
Funeral readings and poems are dedication composed by the people close to the dead person’s heart. Some opt to use these poems as part of their eulogies. Others might just read it during the wake or some may even refuse to share the composition to the crowd. They just keep it for themselves as part of their memories with the dead person.
Whatever is the purpose for composing a funeral readings or poems, it does not change the fact that these pieces of art were written due to the sadness of the person over losing a loved one. This page is a sanctuary for different collection of funeral readings and poems created by people as they were inspired by grief.
Example of funeral readings
Do Not Stand At My Grave and Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye
Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.