Each person entered and slowly passed on by
some with a nod, a wink, a whimper, or sigh
somber in mood with rememberance in eye
they gathered to send their loved one away
for a soul that so dearly kept them in sway
on this dreary cold quiet winterswept day
many started this morn with sadness in heart
but as people were seated and the funeral did start
something magical happened to each person in part
memories came forth of many a fond happy time
eyes grew bright and smiles did shine
no longer did people weep, cryout, or pine
as stories came out in a labor of love
gently and kindly without a push or a shove
they sent that soul merrily on its way up above
if you listen closely you can hear the bell ring
now in heaven one more angel does sing
watching over us all on halo and wing...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem