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If you’ve recently lost a loved one, please accept my condolences.
Now that a friend or family members ha passed away, you have
been called upon to “say a few words” at your loved one’s funeral.
You want your speech to be memorable, comforting, and touching.
Most of all, you just want to to get through the experience
without undue stress and discomfort.

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even close friends and family members who care about you,
give you butterflies in your stomach? As you may know,
public speaking is the No. 1 fear in America, so you are not alone.

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Also, unless you are a minister or other professional speaker,
giving this kind of speech is not something you do often.
So you probably don’t know how to give an appropriate eulogy.
You may be worried that you will make a mistake or look foolish.
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• Classic poems to use in your speech
• A guide to writing eulogy speeches
• What’s proper eulogy etiquette–AND WHAT’S NOT!

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It was a cool, clear October day in 1995 in my home town in rural Arkansas. My father, Paul Williford Morris, had died three days earlier from prostate cancer. He was six weeks away from his 83rd birthday. My family and a few friends and relatives gathered at the cemetery for the memorial service before his ashes were scattered to the wind in our family plot.

Although he had been ill for several months, my dad’s death hit me hard. I was numb with grief and the service is now only a dim blur in my memory. What I remember most clearly is that I had been asked to “say a few words” about my dad. I was scared and didn’t know what to do or say. I had never given a eulogy speech before.

My sister suggested I read a poem I had written a few years before. It seemed the most appropriate way for me to express my feelings for my father. Here is the poem I read to friends and family that day:

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Drifting Leaves
Copyright © 1976 by Don H. Morris.
All Rights Reserved.
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We’ve known each other no longer than the autumn leaves know the gentle currents wafting them from the tree heights to the browning grass.

Our lives have touched as oak leaf and hickory, brushing one another on the descent, soon scattered by the gusts and eddies of the uncertain breeze.

Such contact holds little promise for enduring impressions, though the courses of our lives are altered, however minutely, by all who ride with us the gales and zephyrs.

Contacts may be as brief as the visit of a tornado, though West Texas winds are less hasty in departure, but memories can recapture the experiences of the fall when with others we constitute the carpet on the forest’s floor.

Perhaps we’ll come near each other again before our journeys are complete, but many limbs jut out between us and the ground that gave us birth, and the winds are tossing harder now.

If the streams of time do not bring us together in this life, we know we can meet again in one far better, when raging tempests lie calm before the Master.

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You have my permission to read this poem at the funeral or memorial service for a friend or family member. Don
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I made it through that day and the weeks and months to follow. I wish I had known back then about the Instant Eulogy Speeches Package. I’d have loved to have had a resource on how to give eulogy speeches, how to know what is proper etiquette and what is not, and some pre-written eulogy speeches I could use as examples (I would have written my own eulogy speech, I’m sure, but I like to see what others do when preparing for something like this).

If you have lost a loved one, please accept my condolences. I know this is a difficult time for you. But when you are asked to give a eulogy at the funeral or memorial service, there are resources that can help. Here’s a few suggestions from my experience:

(1) Relax. Speak from your heart, without being concerned about making a mistake. You may cry or your voice may waver, but that’s okay. You will make it through. Find some time to get centered, to take some deep breaths, and to pray or meditate before you speak.

(2) Be personal. Just express your feelings in as natural a way as possible. Don’t try to copy anyone else or give a formal speech. Your own words will comfort your friends and family who are sharing your grief best.

(3) Be brief. Your eulogy speech doesn’t have to last 30 minutes or an hour. Many of the most memorable eulogies are only one or two minutes long. It took me less than three minutes to read my poem at my dad’s memorial service.

(4) Use famous quotes or poems to add flavor to your speech. You don’t have to come up with all the words and phrases you speak yourself. You can “borrow” them from other writers, and “make them your own” in your eulogy. I wrote the poem myself I read at my dad’s memorial service, but on other occasions I have read classic poems, most of them old favorites that most people had heard before. Plus I love quotes, and have collected quite a few at Don’s Word Play.