Inspirational Poetry for a Baby or Child's Funeral

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However you decide to memorialize your child, if you choose a ceremony, don't get overwhelmed with the details. A funeral service can be a way to help heal, but don't think you have to reinvent the wheel. If you're not up for writing something original to say at the ceremony, there are plenty of sources of inspiration in poetry.

Poetry and Readings for Memorial Services

Poems can have a twofold effect at a funeral: They can inspire and touch those close to the family, and, such works can remind the parents of the ​deceased child that they are not alone in their grief. Suffering and coping with this loss is almost unthinkable, but it is, unfortunately, a shared experience for many. There's often great comfort in the words of those who have gone through a similar loss.

If you're not feeling up to reading a poem at your child's memorial service, it's perfectly okay to ask a relative or close friend to stand in for you. It's likely your friends and family are all aching to do something to help you through the pain, and this gesture is almost certain to be a welcome one.

Poems to Consider

Here are some excerpts from poems and readings to consider for your memorial service.

Remember by Christina Rossetti

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. 

God's Heavenly Garden by Author Unknown

In the most beautiful of gardens, even those tended by the most skillful of botanists, there is an occasional rose that buds, but never opens. In all respects the rose is like all the others, but something keeps it from blooming. It fades away—or disappears—without having reached maturity.

Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.

Funeral Blues by W.H. Auden

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

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep by 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 sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain. 

Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood by William Wordsworth

What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight.
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind

From Great Expectations by Charles Dickens

Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before—more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.

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