My Aunt Passed Away Of Breast Cancer, Looking For A Poem For Her Prayer Service.?

My aunt was only 46. She lost her battle with breast cancer. I am looking for a poem to read at her prayer service on Thursday. Any help would be great!

3 Responses to “My Aunt Passed Away Of Breast Cancer, Looking For A Poem For Her Prayer Service.?”

  1. Mary Says:

    I have a bereavement website. I have quite a few poems collected there. Perhaps you can find one that would fit just right.http://www.comfort-for-bereavement.com/b…http://www.comfort-for-bereavement.com/b…

  2. aDORKabl Says:

    A mere dream dying is
    -
    From the moment she had noticed the light
    She’d reached a state of exultation
    That, by her life, she had never experienced.
    A deep joy had welled up inside her
    And had given her wings.
    An irresistible will had taken her up
    And gave her sensations
    Of falling into a fathomless abyss of light.
    -
    Unimaginable must be her speed now,
    And none the less, like to a dream, she followed
    The spirals of a tunnel in slow motion,
    Closer and closer to the source of the light.
    Hands seemed to caress her and from afar
    Faint voices to call her; familiar faces
    Appeared out of nothing and vanished again.
    -
    - Now I’m in Heaven!
    Not a mere thought, rejoicing, this knowledge
    Of truth pervaded the whole of her being.
    A mighty choir set to; one voice
    Of thousands of voices, one sound
    Of a symphony of sounds
    Swelled and faded and melted
    Into one single voice, clear as a sapphire.
    -
    White shapes, in rows beyond eyeshot,
    Spiralled around, imbued with a golden shine.
    As if held by the finest of fillets,
    They encircled her, like garlands, around her
    And beyond, propelled by the same ecstatic urge
    That had taken her here herself.
    -
    Laughing, they took her and pulled her along
    In their rapturous speed,
    Till on their glorious string a pearl she was,
    And her light became one with their splendour.
    -
    Then darkness descended, and silence.
    ((Im sorry, that must be horrible))

  3. Bobby Says:

    I am dearly sorry to hear about the loss of your aunt. If you would like I would be happy to write a poem for your aunt. Just tell me some things about her and the day she died and I should have it written for you in a couple of hours. If you have a myspace add me http://www.myspace.com/octobercrys
    http://www.myspace.com/bobert_the_greatest
    Send me a email or a message when your ready

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