Dove Release Utah

Carry Me Home

My loved ones do not cry And worry of me For like the dove I have been set free.

God has called me To my mansion on high Just there among the clouds In the deep blue sky.

I have no pain No suffering to do I have been called home And I know you will too.

So beat hard and fast Little wings off white And carry me home Before the night.

 Author: Lee Gilley

I Am Still With You,

Wings of Grace

If it seems that I am far away on this empty and solemn day, Just open your heart and know it’s true, that I am still right here with you.

If during the day things are going wrong, please don’t feel sad and alone. Just open your heart and know it’s true, that I am still right here with you.

When nighttime falls and the day is done. If you are feeling alone and sleep won’t come, Just open your heart and know it’s true, that I am still right here with you.

Close your eyes, and feel the warm embrace. Sleep peacefully in the wings of grace.

If sadness finds you in the morning light, if you feel alone, don’t give up trying! Hold this feather close and know it’s true, that I am always here with you.

Author: Julie Johnson

Funeral Poems

The Final Flight

Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free, I’m following the path God laid for me. I took his hand when I heard his 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’ve found that peace at the end of the day.

If my parting has left a void, Then fill it with remembered joy. A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss, Ah, yes, these things too I 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’ touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief, Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief. Lift up your heart and share with me, God wanted me now, He set me free.

Author: Unknown 

The Peaceful White Dove 

Do not stand at my grave and weep I am not there. I do not sleep. I am in a thousand winds that blow. I am in the diamond glints on snow. I am in the sunlight on ripened grain. I am in the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush you will see me in the swift wings of the beautiful white dove. You will see me in the soft gentle stars that shine in heavens night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry; I am not there, I did not die. To those whom I love and those who love me, release me in the grace of the beautiful white dove.

I have so many things to see and do. Be happy that I have had so many years with you. I thank you for the love each has shown ... now it is time I travelled on alone.

So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must Then let your grief be sent on the wings of the peaceful white dove.

With the Rustle of Wings 

With the rustle of wings I’ll take your memories along As I soar up to the heavens From where they just played that song.

Just part your hands open As you feel my beating heart. My soul is alive as I Now depart.

With the rustle of wings, I’ll enter the pearly gates. I’ll be with family from long ago and For you I will wait.

Always keep this feather close As a reminder of my souls release And in every whisper of the wind you’ll hear the rustle of my wings. ~ Author: Julie Johnson, Wings of Grace Type your paragraph here.

Little Dove:

On the wings of this white dove I’ll set your spirit free.

Up into the big deep sky, to heaven, where you’ll be.

I know God has a plan for us, he wants us by his side. But it is hard for us to understand when we are left behind.

Little dove, help lift our hearts as we watch you go, God is there if we just ask, because He loves us so.

Author: Unknown