Jul 26 2008

‘I’m Free’ Poem About Dying

My friend Tony sent this to me after going to his grandfather’s memorial service. It really meant a lot to me and I hope it helps anyone who reads this. It has been a rough 20 days since my dad passed away and it is the little things that I find most upsetting, but then I read this and it helps me to smile.
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 Him call
I turned my back and left it all

I could not stay another day,
To laugh, to love, to work or play,
Tasks left undone must stay that way.
I found that place at the close of 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, I too, 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’s touch.

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

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Timothy Haroutunian

Timothy Haroutunian is a ServiceNow Cloud Implementation Specialist at Acorio. ServiceNow is an IT Management solution that allows for a complete view of your IT and physical environment.

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  1. Rodney

    That is a beautiful poem. I had the privilege of meeting and talking with your dad every fall when your folks would come up for Family Weekend at Plymouth State. I remember his smile and his strength. I knew from you that he was often in pain, but he never showed it or spoke about himself. Rather, he spoke of you and how proud he was of all you have become.

    I cannot begin to know the pain of loss that you are feeling, but I do hope that you can slowly find solace in the great memories that you have of your dad.

    Your friend,


  2. Staci

    I am glad this helped you find peace. My grandmother Shirley wrote this and it was published, she wrote it while grieving the loss of her father. We now find comfort in it 17 years later since she has passed

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