Softly
Softly the leaves of memory fall,
Gently I gather and treasure them all.
Gently I gather and treasure them all.
Unseen, unheard,
You are always near,
So missed, so loved, so very dear.
You are always near,
So missed, so loved, so very dear.
Softly the light from the stars above,
Glinting and twinkling their message of love.
Unseen, unheard,
You are always near,
So missed, so loved, so very dear.
You are always near,
So missed, so loved, so very dear.
Softly the sound in heaven above,
Silent the words to my whispered love;
Unseen, unheard,
You are always near,
So missed, so loved, so very dear.
You are always near,
So missed, so loved, so very dear.
© 2013 : Colin Gordon-Farleigh
I wrote this earlier this year, for use at funeral services, and it has proven to be very popular.
1 comment:
Well said. The flow is as gentle as the purpose, as the title suggests. Nicely said. I write sympathy poems for those who face the undaunting task of saying goodbye to a loved one.
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