It was my mum's funeral yesterday. The church was absolutely packed out - standing room only - which was such a lovely tribute to her. I just wanted to share this poem which she chose:

Heaven is like a great hillside, to which you come at last
when all the striving and pushing are over and done for:
and here you sit down and rest;
and its beauty takes you
and you dissolve into it,
very close and very still,
and gradually you forget and fade;
till nothing remains at all,
but the beauty, and the wind
upon the hillside and the sunshine;
and the Everlasting Peace.

Beautiful.

So sorry to hear about your mum Carol. That's a lovely poem. I'm sure the funeral was helpful to you, in a way.

Thinking of you.

What a lovely poem. I have just shed a tear reading it. You are going to have some lovely memories, Carol.

All the best.

Yes, a lovely way to cherish her memory.

Such a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing it.

Take very good care of yourself sweetie.
xxx

That's a lovely and poignant poem, Carol, and not one I'd heard before.

I don't know where it came from - I found it written down by my mum - it said source unknown, but quoted from an artist who used to live in our town.

thank you for sharing : take care of yourself

The poem is really lovely. Thank you so much for allowing us to read it too.

New to me too - really lovely, thank you.