Poem for funeral??

My lovely Nana passed away on Tuesday night and I'm off to the funeral on Saturday.
My brother is getting up to say something and I wouldn't mind finding a short poem to be read out too. Does anyone know of something nice? Nana-related would be good, but will consider anything really.

Thanks.

So sorry to hear about your grandmother, I have a couple that I have read at my Nana and Grandfathers funerals that I think are quite nice, I also wrote one for my grandfather's a couple of weeks ago, it actually wasn't as hard as I thought (although not really publishing material so I wont share). Failing that if you google "funeral poem" there are heaps out there.

Here are mine:

To Those Whom I Love and Those Who Love Me
When I am gone, release me, let me go
I have so many things to see and do
You must not tie yourself to me with tears
Be happy that I have had so many years
I gave you my love, you can only guess
How much you gave me in happiness
I thank you for the love each have shown
But now it is time I travelled on alone

So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must
Then let your grief be comforted by trust
It is only for a while that we must part
So bless the memories in your heart

I will not be far away, for life goes on
So if you need me, call and I will come
Though you can not see or touch me, I will be near
And if you listen with your heart, you will hear
All of my love around you soft and clear

Then, when you must come this way alone
I will greet you with a smile and a
"Welcome Home"



And:

I read of a man that stood to speak
At the funeral of a friend
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning to the end

He noted that first came her date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years

For the dash represents all the time
That she has spent on earth.
And now only those who loved her
Know what that little line is worth.

For it matters not how much we own;
The cars, the house, the cash.
What matters is how we live and love
And how we spend our dash.

This one actually goes on for quite a bit but I shortened in down as I didn't want to speak for that long.

I hope everything goes well on Saturday.

i read that poem at my nanas funeral baygirl . it is a beautiful poem , its what i was going to sugest . (do no stand at my grave and weep) . i think its fitting for someone that has lived a long and happy life .