27+ Funeral Poems For Mom: Touching, Griefing & Missing

Losing a loved one is one of the worst human experiences, and it happens to almost everyone at some point. And your mother’s funeral is the chance for you to say goodbye and memorialize what your mother has done for you when she’s still with you. Even though your mother has passed away, she will know what you say, even if you don’t say it out loud, but keep it in your thoughts.

A simple way to express your love for your mother is through poems. Funeral poems for mom reflect the deep feelings, gratitude, grief and nostalgia of a child for his or her mother. There are many different genres of poetry, but they are all suitable for reading at a mother’s funeral.

When words cannot help you express complex thoughts and feelings, poetry will be the best way to help you express your feelings, grief and love for your late mother. If you’re looking for a poem to read at your mother’s funeral, look no further. Here are some funeral poems for mom that you can use.

1, Tribute To My Selfless Mother by Kin Zæ

I was raise by single mother
In absence of late father
You are so brave mother
You took responsibilities of father
And sustain small family together

I didn’t get father affinity
In all the difficulty
Yet I am not sad
Even though, I’m orphan lad
I consider all it as fate

You care me with love and fear
Saying that the be good dear
You teach me values without hesitation
You motivated me with inspiration
Now, I am near to your destination

I am happy with my single mother
Rather to be with step father
I vow most sincerely to those
As I pray my homage obviously
To my selfless mother

Thank you mother
You groaned me in absence of father
Let your life be like a river
Into eternal and immortal ever
And love u always forever mother.

2, Mother by Joash Villas

Mother is everywhere
She is always there
Sometimes weren’t there
After when goes wrong she dear

When you where little she guide
Guide until we grow
She always find a ride
Feed me with a glow

Appreciate our mother for sacrificing
Facing the hardship of labouring
Continue to sustain us with love
Love like a dove

Thank you mother for being there with us
Be a crown on you
I be my greatest to us
Be patient to you!

3, Your Words by Afrose Saad

Dear Mom
I miss you so much
I have nobody to share my feelings
I’m losing my spirits
I see only restless times

What a terrible situation!

Your words reflect within mind’s mirror
Your words are echoing from every zone
Your words show the spiritual light
Your words are magical vibes

Dear Mom
Why you left me alone
You are my best friend
You are my Goddess
You are my soothing balm

What a pathetic verse in life!

Your words are priceless
Your words are endless
Heart regains the lively rhythms
How can you make that all

Mother is such a creation of God
Heaven opens the door
Whether living or dead
Mother is always exists in realm
Without her the earth can’t exit lively
She showers the petals of love
The Goddess the queen whatever
Mother is the best even her every word is precious treasure

4, I Hope You Can Hear Me Mommy by William Thomas Fearby

Mom you know how much I love you
This is hard for me to say
But I have been keeping secrets
And lying to you every day
My heart is so full of guilt
I didn’t know how to tell you why
Every day I carried my sordid secret
It really made me cry

It started when I was seven years old
I was daddies special girl
I was such a happy child
You and daddy were my whole world
Daddy used to sit me on his knee
And really hugged me tight
I used to love all the stories
That he read to me at night

But then he started touching me
In a very different way
I told him I didn’t like it
It’s our secret he would always say
I used to dread the feelings
When he came into my room at night
I would always start to cry
I knew what he was doing wasn’t right

This carried on through my childhood
Right into my teen years
My daddy told me it was ok
And talked me through all my fears
Saying I would never hurt you
You are very special can’t you see
As he slipped into my bed at night
And started having sex with me

I hated every single moment
The smell of his hot breath on my face
The faint odour of his stale aftershave
Overwhelmed my space
He really degraded me and made me feel
Disgust and great shame
It got so bad that I would shake with fear
At the mere mention of his name

I’m so sorry mom I was so scared to tell you
He said if I told you it would kill you
He said he would deny it
And it would break up our family too
So I kept my sordid secret
For over thirty years from you
But now you have passed away
I want to tell you what I went through

I hope you can forgive me
You meant the world to me
I didn’t want to break your heart
I hope you can see
I had to keep my sordid secret
So I didn’t hurt you as-well
I don’t care about dads feelings
I hope he rots in hell

He took away my childhood
And all my memories too
He tainted everything in my life
By what he did to me and you
So mommy please forgive me
I didn’t know what to do
I know if I had told you
It would have ruined your life too

Mommy I really miss you
My life gets harder every day
I only wish that I had told you
To make it all go away
I hope you can hear me mommy
I need to tell you this
There is no one in this life
Except you that I miss

5, Mother In Heaven Poem by Unknown

If roses grow in Heaven, Lord,
Please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my Mother’s arms
And tell her they’re from me.
Tell her that I love and miss her,
And when she turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon her cheek,
And hold her for a while.
Because remembering her is easy,
I do it everyday,
But there’s an ache within my heart
That will never go away.

6, Mother by Unknown

We had a wonderful mother,
One who never really grew old;
Her smile was made of sunshine,
And her heart was solid gold;
Her eyes were as bright as shining stars,
And in her cheeks fair roses you see.
We had a wonderful mother,
And that’ s the way it will always be.
But take heed, because
She’s still keeping an eye on all of us,
So let’s make sure
She will like what she sees.

7, If Roses Grow in Heaven by Dolores M. Garcia

If roses grow in heaven,
Lord please pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my Mother’s arms
and tell her they’re from me.

Tell her I love her and miss her,
and when she turns to smile,
place a kiss upon her cheek
and hold her for awhile.

Because remembering her is easy,
I do it every day,
but there’s an ache within my heart
that will never go away.

8, A Poem for Mother by Unknown

Mother, you were just a girl,
So many years ago.
You had your loves and had your dreams,
You watched us come and go.
You watched us make the same mistakes,
That you had made before,
But that just made you hold us tight,
And love us all the more.
We haven’t always thought about
The things that you have seen.
To us you’ve just been ‘Mother’,
No thought of who you’ve been.
But we remember now in love,
Your life from start to end,
And we’re just glad we knew you,
As Mother, and as Friend.

9, Irish Funeral Prayer by Unknown

You can only have one mother
Patient kind and true;
No other friend in all the world,
Will be the same to you.

When other friends forsake you,
To mother you will return,
For all her loving kindness,
She asks nothing in return.

As we look upon her picture,
Sweet memories we recall,
Of a face so full of sunshine,
And a smile for one and all.

Sweet Jesus, take this message,
To our dear mother up above;
Tell her how we miss her,
And give her all our love.

10, You Can Only Have One Mother by Unknown

You can only have one mother
Patient kind and true;
No other friend in all the world,
Will be the same to you.
When other friends forsake you,
To mother you will return,
For all her loving kindness,
She asks nothing in return.
As we look upon her picture,
Sweet memories we recall,
Of a face so full of sunshine,
And a smile for one and all.
Sweet Jesus, take this message,
To our dear mother up above;
Tell her how we miss her,
And give her all our love.

11, Her Journey’s Just Begun by Unknown

Don’t think of her as gone away, her journey’s just begun
Life holds so many facets, this earth is only one.
Just think of her as resting from the sorrows and the tears
In a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days or years.
Think how she must be wishing that we could know today
How nothing but our sadness, can really pass away.
And think of her as living in the hearts of those she touched
For nothing loved is ever lost and she was loved so much.

12, In Memoriam M.K.H., 1911-1984 by Seamus Heaney

“When all the others were away at Mass
I was all hers as we peeled potatoes.
They broke the silence, let fall one by one
Like solder weeping off the soldering iron:
Cold comforts set between us, things to share
Gleaming in a bucket of clean water.
And again let fall. Little pleasant splashes
From each other’s work would bring us to our senses.

So while the parish priest at her bedside
Went hammer and tongs at prayers for the dying
And some were responding and some crying
I remembered her head bent towards my head,
Her breath in mine, our fluent dipping knives
Never closer the whole rest of our lives.”

13, Music at My Mother’s Funeral by Faith Shearin

During the weeks when we all believed my mother
was likely to die she began to plan
her funeral and she wanted us, her children,
to consider the music we would play there. We remembered
the soundtrack of my mother’s life: the years when she swept
the floors to the tunes of an eight track cassette called Feelings,
the Christmas when she bought a Bing Crosby album
about a Bright Hawaiian Christmas Day. She got Stravinsky’s
Rite of Spring stuck in the tape deck of her car and for months
each errand was accompanied by some kind
of dramatic movement. After my brother was born,
there was a period during which she wore a muumuu
and devoted herself to King Sunny Ade and his
African beats. She ironed and wept to Evita, painted
to Italian opera. Then, older and heavier, she refused
to fasten her seatbelt and there was the music
of an automated bell going off every few minutes,
which annoyed the rest of us but did not seem to matter
to my mother who ignored its relentless disapproval,
its insistence that someone was unsafe.

14, Mothers are the Sweetest by Nick Gordon

Our mother is the sweetest
Most delicate of all.
She knows more of paradise
Than angels can recall.

She’s not only beautiful
But passionately young,
Playful as a kid, yet wise
As one who has lived long.

Her love is like the rush of life,
A bubbling, laughing spring
That runs through all like liquid light
And makes the mountains sing.

And makes the meadows turn to flower
And trees to choicest fruit.
She is at once the field and bower
In which our hearts take root.

She is at once the sea and shore,
Our freedom and our past.
With her we launch our daring ships
Yet keep the things that last.

15, A Mother’s Crown by Unknown

Heaven lit up with a mighty presence,
as the Angels all looked down.
Today the Lord was placing the jewels
Into my mother’s crown.
He held up a golden crown,
as my darling mother looked on.
He said in His gentle voice,
‘I will now explain each one.’
‘The first gem,’ He said, ‘is a Ruby,
and it’s for endurance alone,
for all the nights you waited up
for your children to come home.’
‘For all the nights by their bedside,
you stayed till the fever went down.
For nursing every little wound,
I add this ruby to your crown.’
‘An emerald, I’ll place by the ruby,
for leading your child in the right way.
For teaching them the lessons,
That made them who they are today.’
‘For always being right there,
through all life’s important events.
I give you a sapphire stone,
for the time and love you spent.’
‘For untying the strings that held them,
when they grew up and left home.
I give you this one for courage.’
Then the Lord added a garnet stone.
‘I’ll place a stone of amethyst,’ He said.
‘For all the times you spent on your knees,
when you asked if I’d take care of your children,
and then for having faith in Me.’
‘I have a pearl for every little sacrifice
that you made without them knowing.
For all the times you went without,
to keep them happy, healthy and growing.’
‘And last of all I have a diamond,
the greatest one of all,
for sharing unconditional love
whether they were big or small.’
‘It was you love that helped them grow
Feeling safe and happy and proud
A love so strong and pure
It could shift the darkest cloud.’
After the Lord placed the last jewel in,
He said, ‘Your crown is now complete,
You’ve earned your place in Heaven
With your children at your feet.’

16, In Memory of My Mother by Mary Estelle

You were a precious gift from God above,
so much beauty, grace and love.
You touched our hearts in so many ways,
your smile so bright even on the bad days.
You heard God’s whisper calling you home,
you didn’t want to go and leave us alone.
You loved us so much, you held on tight,
till all the stregnth was gone and you could no longer fight.
He had called your name twice before,
you knew you couldn’t make him wait anymore.
So you gave your hand to God and slowly drifted away,
knowing that with our love we will be together again some day.

17, Wonderful Mother by Patrick O’Reilly

God made a wonderful mother,
A mother who never grows old;
He made her smile of the sunshine.
And He moulded her heart of pure gold;
In her eyes He placed bright shining stars,
In her cheeks fair roses you see;
God made a wonderful mother,
And He gave that dear mother to me.

18, A Mother’s Love by Helen Steiner Rice

A Mother’s love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems…
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation,
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation..
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God’s tender guiding hand.

19, Loss of Mother Poem by Unknown

But we remember now in love,
Your life from start to end,
And we’re just glad we knew you,
As Mother, and as Friend

20, I Miss You Mom by Unknown

I thought of you with love today,
But that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,
And days before that too.
I think of you in silence,
I often speak your name.
All I have are memories,
And your picture in a frame.
Your memory is my keepsake,
With which I’ll never part.
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.

21, A Mother’s by Unknown

Of all the special joys in life,
The big ones and the small,
A mother’s love and tenderness
Is the greatest of them all.

22, The Magic of a Mother’s Touch by Unknown

There’s magic in a Mother’s touch,
and sunshine in her smile.
There’s love in everything she does
to make our lives worthwhile.
We can find both hope and courage
Just by looking in her eyes.
Her laughter is a source of joy,
her works are warm and wise.
There is a kindness and compassion
to be found in her embrace,
and we see the light of heaven
shining from a Mother’s face.

23, My Mother by Unknown

In infancy’s unconscious day,
I weak and helpless long did lay,
Who o’er my form did watch and pray,
My Mother.

Who nourished me with fondest care,
And bore me forth to take the air,
And plucked me fruits and flowers rare,
My Mother.

Who daily, as I older grew,
Still taught me lessons bright and true,
And virtue’s path kept in my view,
My Mother.

Oh, may I truly, every year,
Return with love and tender care,
The blessings I from thee did share,
My Mother.

24, Dearest Mum by Unknown

Memories unfold as we think of you,
A real mum, through and through.
You suffered in silence everyday,
An illness that would not go away.
But now you have no more pain
For God’s loving arms have healed you again.

25, Mother’s Funeral by Herbert Nehrlich

It has been fun,
she says at last.
Pure shock spreads
quickly ‘cross her face,
from ear to ear.

Yes, fifty years it’s been
and time enough
for shreds of hatred
to mature
into indifference.

And now she finds herself
at the well-rusted iron portal
of her familiar God’s Green Acres
to say one last farewell,
with just one whisper
of a fleeting thought
‘bygone it be.’

When unknown arms
of roughness
turn her away.

And from the depth of
one new grave
a melody is heard.
It is the taunting sound of
scornful laughter.

26, That Lonely Funeral by Aldo Kraas

That lonely funeral
Of a woman who lost
Her mother right away
From cancer took place today

27, Mother In Disguise by Oskar Hansen

Mother in disguise
Two days old she was attending
her mother`s funeral
pictures were taken when
she sees them she will be proud and sad
she will be proud and sad
I did not attend my mother`s
she died day before Christmas
hurriedly buried the diggers
wanted the day off
when I got the on a plane
it was too late I didn`t leave
A small woman
Her bones must be tiny
Her skull big and empty
it has nothing to tell
So long ago
The woman I remember
has been reinvented
so many times
she was pygmy gave
me to a Swedish missionary
who soaked me in bleach for
a week I`m so white need
no flashlight
I cannot remember the real one
But she is in here somewhere.