Saturday, May 15, 2010

I'm Free

Don't grieve for me, for now I’m free
I’m following the path God has laid you see.
I took His hand when I heard him call
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way
I found that peace at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void
Then fill it with a remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss
Oh yes, these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life’s been full, I savored much
Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts and peace to thee
God wanted me now; He set me free.

This poem was read at my father's funeral. I also have a framed plaque with a picture of my dad in it. It was helpful for me to read while grieving for my dad. I just thought I would share.


  1. That's a beautiful poem, Katie!
    Glad you shared it.
    Free at last!

  2. That poem was on my moms funeral program too. I must have cried oceans reading it at the time. Six years later the sting is less but you always miss your mom....

  3. It's a wonderful poem and a lovely tribute for your Dad, Katie.

    I see your *I am feeling ...* avatar says you feel Fabulous! I'm happy for that! ♡

  4. P.S. You have such a lovely, feel-good blog here, Katie. It's always nice to visit and spend some time here.

  5. Thanks for sharing - it is a beautiful poem.

  6. The poem says so much. Thanks
    for sharing.

  7. Thanks for posting the poem. It is nice to read after such a trying time for me. I appreciate you!

  8. What a nice poem! My grandpa died recently and this reminded me of him.

    You have a very nice blog, I am happy that I follow it now. I love all these success stories it makes me feel like I can do it too!

  9. It is beautiful. Thanks for sharing it.

  10. Just beautiful. I am so glad that I could read that poem knowing that I am God's child and that when this life is over, this poem will be my future, too, I will be truly free.

    God's hand is extended to us now. If we refuse Him now and instead go our own way, when we die, this poem will only describe what we have missed.



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