Secular death poem for a funeral

My sister has died and I've been looking for suitable poems to read at the funeral. But nearly all of them have a theistic bent. I'm an atheist, so was she as well as everybody else in our extended family. Not strange, considering this is Sweden.

Nothing wrong with religious metaphor as such. But I just can't bring myself to read a poem about my sister in a better place. I'mean pretty sure it'll ring false to everybody present. I want a poem that celebrates life, and focuses on the life she had. I just seem to be having trouble finding such a funereal poem.

Any help would be much appreciated. Even just if it's where to look

We're going to have the funeral in a church. We talked about it. None of us has any problems with religiosity. We're just atheists. We're not anti-religious. It's just a matter of me wanting to read a poem for my sister that feels as if it is from my heart. Religious poems just won't work for me. Or anybody else there.

Telling grieving atheists that their lost loved one is in a better place is... well... it's a bit insulting. For several reasons and on several levels.

Thanks for all your help. But I didn't find a poem I thought suited. So I wrote this:

"A vibrant energy is now missing. A Jenny shaped hole in our universe. It will be lonely without you, without my big sister.

You live in our memories now. In my mind I conjure up your image, see you speak, hear your words. You are still with me when I write, when I’m writing this. I can hear you now telling me to shorten it. Get to the point. Cut the boring bits. You were always very good at giving me just the feedback I needed when I needed it.

We share this passion, you and me. We both love writing. We often shared what we’d written. When we could we would write together, side-by-side. Those were my favourite moments with you.

When you leaned back and cleared your throat I knew you were ready to share what you’d written. Some days you would tell me not to be critical, only tell you to say what I liked about it. Because some days you were too sensitive for criticism. Some days you are still sensitive, Jenny in my mind.

You were an amazing listener. Generous with your time and your soul. So giving, always present, absorbing whatever I shared as if it was the most important thing in the world. Sorry… still a good listener. Jenny in my mind.

I love you sister Jenny. I will forever be grateful for the time you gave me."

Today was the funeral and it was incredibly dignified and warm. The best possible farewell.