poem for a friend who has passed away

[peaches99]

I would like to write a short poem or some thing similar in a book for a friend that has died recently

[fine,thanks]

bigmamma, is the person to reply to this question .

[oldgrape]

was this persona male or female and what sort of age

[oldgrape]

You lived in this dirty city all your life, never asking for somewhere different, somewhere else.
what beauty did you see in this sad old city?
what kept you here from your family to die alone?
Not the glory that has gone, saints and kings and battles, the text book history.
you stayed here, lived here, and died here.
and the city is here, not because of guidebook heroes, not because of its dingy cathedrals, its historic houses.
The city lives because of the small people, the small people like you, who love, as you loved.

[peaches99]

a male in his thirties

[oldgrape]

You were always there to lend an ear,
With troubled folk you volunteer,
You had a cheerful smile,
You had a welcome grin,
You were just as lovely outside,
As within!

[oldgrape]

He was... a boy who became a man,
He was... a good goalie, a rotten batsman, not bad at darts.
He was...a man who enjoyed his dinner.
He was forgetful, rarely on time, sometimes tongue-tied at a loss for what to say.
He was... always honest, never sober at Christmas, often puzzled by the world.
He was...
... my friend

[Aquagility]

A ship sails and I stand watching till she fades on the horizon and someoneat my side says She is gone.

Gone where? Gone from my sight, that is all. She is just as large now as when I last saw her. Her diminished size and total loss from my sight is in me, not in her.

And just at the moment when someone at my side says she is gone there are others who are watching her coming over their horizon and other voices take up a glad shout

There she comes!

That is dying.

[MYSTERYT]

Hi peaches99
There is a web site called gonetosoon.co.uk it is a brill web site especially for people who wish to remember there loved ones have a look .

[shazzzz]

peaches 99 you need to put some thing down on paper like personalty maybe nick name maybe about the smile or generosity i dont bye flowers i put a poem in the paper that way the family get to see it and maybe keep it ,my fathers poem started. there is a certon kind of sadness ,that lies deep inside my heart stands proud just like an arrow and fired from the dark .my tears they fell like a waterfall a they splashed apon my feet .something like that it was quite a long poem ,think about the person and it will come . sorry for your sad loss .