I have only … Thank God for all who loved me, praise God who loves me best!
The Last Request Please don't say I gave up, just say that I gave in, Don't say I lost the battle, for it was God's war to lose or win; Please don't say how good I was, but say I did my best.
She looked at the man With eyes so sad. Please don't give me wings or halos, for that's for God to do. My Last Request If I had one last request Come my dying day My mind wonders what it'd be..
To give the most I could, not less.
The doctors tell my loving wife of 45 years this morning, that I am ready to leave the hospital and shall receive in-home hospice care until the day I face my eternal sleep. To keep getting better we need your help.
I think of you in silence, I often speak your name.
© Poems are the property of their respective owners. This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Later on in the afternoon, I shall meet the nurse, who will be taking care of me.
If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died. You were gone before we knew it, and only God knows why. I would really hate to leave with my family being apart.
Let not the roses lieToo thickly tangled round my tomb,Lest fleecy clouds that skim the summer sky,Flinging their faint soft shadows, pass it by,And know not over whom.And let not footsteps comeToo frequent round that nook of rest;Should I-who knoweth?-not be deaf, though dumb,Bird's idle pipe, or bee's laborious hum,Would suit me, listening, best.And, pray you, do not hewWords to provoke a smile or sneer;But only carve-at least if they be true-These simple words, or some such, and as few,``He whom we loved lies here. Don't talk about my illness, it's over and it's done. Your memory is my keepsake, with which I’ll never part.
I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. And let not footsteps come. We will live free from every care. But as God calls us one by one, the chain will link again.- Author Unknown. And that it's my fault So many have died. Enjoy your special day up there with Mom! You should not have left before us, it’s with loved ones you belong. I am in the final stages of life after a long battle with several health ailments.
by Walter Hawkins & The Love Center Choir Ft. Edwin Hawkins. Please don't say how good I was, just that I did my best. Please don't give me flowers or talk in real hushed tones. The Last RequestPlease don't say I gave up, just say that I gave in,Don't say I lost the battle, for it was God's war to lose or win;Please don't say how good I was, but say I did my best.Just say I tried to do what's right, to give the most I could, not less;Please don't give me wings or halos, that's for God to do;I want no more than I deserve, no extra, just my due.Please don't give me flowers or talk in real hushed tones.Don't be concerned about me now,I'm well with God, I've made it home.Don't talk about my illness, it's over and it's done.Just see to all my family's needs, especially the little ones.When you draw a picture of me, don't draw me as a saint.I've done some good, I've done some wrong, so use all the colors you can paint.Not just bright and light tones, use some gray and dark;In fact don't put me down on canvas, paint me in your heart.Remember all the good times... remember all the bad;For life is full of many things, some happy and some sad...But if you must do something, then I have one request.Forgive me for any wrong I've done, and with the love that's left,Thank God for my soul's resting, thank God for I've been blessed,Thank God for all who loved me, praise God who loves me best!Musical Selection "I'm Going Away"by Walter Hawkins & The Love Center Choir Ft. Edwin Hawkinsfrom the Love Alive II album released on Light Records in 1978"No more tears or sorrows over there. For part of me went with you, the day God took you home.
By Henry Scott-Holland. A man asked the nurse, "Why didn't you do your best To bid that girl Her one last request?" Thank God for my soul's resting, thank God for I've been blessed. But that i did my best. Not just bright and light tones, use some gray and dark; In fact don't put me down on canvas, paint me in your heart. © Poems are the property of their respective owners.
Well done. For its God's war to lose or win. She never agreed.
All I have are memories, and your picture in a frame. Death is nothing at all. I've done some good, I've done some wrong, so use all the colors you can paint. Please take a moment to share your ideas for improvement and experience with this service.