We included this poem in my youngest sons' (Jack, aged 19) order of service. I posted it on Gransnet a while ago, on another thread and another Gransnetter who had lost a grandson pm'd me to say how much it struck a chord with her. It has been 3 years since Jack died, but I still think this poem strikes the right note. (I believe it was used at the late Queen Mothers funeral?)
“You can shed tears that he is gone,
or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come back,
or you can open your eyes and see all he's left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see him,
or you can be full of the love you shared.
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember him only that he is gone,
or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.
You can cry and close your mind,
be empty and turn your back.
Or you can do what he'd want:
smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”