Grieving Poems Quotes

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.

Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.

Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you planned: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterward remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.

I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are.

Death is nothing at all. I have only slipped away into the next room.

No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.

The stars are not wanted now, put out every one Pack up the moon & dismantle the sun.

I walked a mile with Pleasure; She chattered all the way. But left me none the wiser For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow And ne'er a word said she; But oh, the things I learned from her When Sorrow walked with me!

What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone. Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

There is a time to weep and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance.

I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge.

Dreams are more powerful than facts.

Grief is the price we pay for love.

When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

When you are sorrowful, look again.

Death cannot kill what never dies.

Tears are the silent language of grief.

Oh heart, if one should say to you that the soul perishes like the body, answer that the flower withers, but the seed remains.

And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.

They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it. Death cannot kill what never dies.

Grief knits two hearts in closer bonds than happiness ever can; and common sufferings are far stronger links than common joys.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.

There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power.

We will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind.

He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.

I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner. All is well.

The bitterest tears shed over graves are for words left unsaid and deeds left undone.

Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of trauma, I will fear no concussion.

Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Don't cry because it's over. Smile because it happened.

I'd like the memory of me to be a happy one. I'd like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done. I'd like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways, Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days. I'd like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun of happy memories that I leave when life is done.

A horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.

Life is eternal; and love is immortal; and death is only a horizon; and a horizon is nothing save the limit of our sight.

Death ends a life, not a relationship.

For death is no more than a turning of us over from time to eternity.

We must embrace pain and burn it as fuel for our journey.

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of the depths. These persons have an appreciation, a sensitivity, and an understanding of life that fills them with compassion, gentleness, and a deep loving concern. Beautiful people do not just happen.

The most beautiful people we have known are those who have known defeat, known suffering, known struggle, known loss, and have found their way out of those depths.

The dog of your boyhood teaches you a great deal about friendship, and love, and death: Old Skip was my brother. They had buried him under our elm tree, they said-yet this wasn't totally true. For he really lay buried in my heart.

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving much advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.

The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing...that is a friend who cares.

Friends share our pain and touch our wounds with a gentle and tender hand.

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares.

For those who love... time is eternity.