If You Knew - Words of Sympathy

If you knew where I am standing
If you could see the sights I see
If you could hear the angels singing
The songs they sing eternally
If you knew the One I’m holding
Could see the smile He smiles at me
If you knew where I am resting
You would not cry for me

I’m resting in the arms of Jesus
No other place would I rather be
So if you shed a tear
Please don’t shed it for me
For if you knew where I am resting
You would not cry for me
(by Steven Kinworthy)

Letting Go - Words of Sympathy

Letting go of everything
Everything I knew
Surrendering for once and all
Is just too hard to do

No matter what’s been said and done
The pain you put me through
I still remember something else
And can’t let go of you

I will always hang on
I will continue
For all of eternity
Forever loving you

Though time may pass I find myself
Trapped within the past
Left behind in what once was
And all we had amassed

Wondering where my love went
How you left so fast
If only I could have known
It would never last

I will always hang on
I will continue
For all of eternity
Forever loving you

Lingering thoughts of you remain
And so I still grieve
Hidden pain beneath the mask
For none to perceive

Moving forward is so hard
When I still believe
It wasn’t time for us to end
Too soon for you to leave

I will always hang on
I will continue
For all of eternity
Forever loving you
(By Heather Marie Covaleski)

I Still Miss You - Words of Sympathy

It’s been some time, since you’ve been gone
I thought by now, I would be strong
I think of you, and shed my tears
I wonder who, will still my fears.

Your memories remain, inside my heart
My soul it seems, to be torn apart
You told me secrets, I hold so dear
I only wish, you would be near.

I still miss and love you, can’t you see
I wish to hold, and talk with thee
So many things, I could not say
And now you’ve gone, so far away.

You taught me to, in God believe
You said he would always, take care of me
So take my hand, and guide me there
And save a place, one day to share.

I love you Mom & Dad
(by Damaris Calderon)

My Memories - Words of Sympathy

It seems as if yesterday
you held out your hand
for a walk in the park
a play in the sand
I know it was just last night
I tucked you in bed
saying our prayers
with a kiss on the head
Sometimes I wonder why you had to go
But the answer to this I already know
So much suffering just can’t go on
I finally had realized what I knew all along
I had so much to say
I Love You’s to tell
I started to slip
and I almost fell
But I kept on moving
one day at a time
My memories kept going
on and on I’m my mind
The day you were born
Your first big girl bike
I know you put these there
for me to keep in sight
I know you are with me
each hour and minute
I feel you around me
There seems to be no limit
So my darling daughter
I want you to know
I miss you and Thank You
for helping me let you go
( by Jessica L. Gray)

To All Parents - Words of Sympathy

“I’ll lend you for a little time a child of mine,” He said.
“For you to love the while he lives and mourn when he is dead,
“It may be six or seven years, or twenty-two or three,
“But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?

“He’ll bring his charms to gladden you, but should his stay be brief,
“You’ll have his lovely memories, as solace for your grief,
“I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return,
“But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.

“I’ve looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true,
“And from the throngs that crowd life’s lanes I have selected you.
“Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain,
“Nor hate me when I come to call to take him back again?

I fancied that I heard them say: “Dear Lord, Thy will be done!
“For all the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we’ll run.
We’ll shelter him with tenderness; we’ll love him while we may,
And for happiness we’ve known forever grateful stay.

“But should the angels call for him much sooner than we’d planned,
“We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.”
(by Edgar Guest)