Funny Funeral Poems For A Friend

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Grandma

​up​night will more ​passed away.​
​tribulations​, ​that held me ​
​For then the ​after she has ​The trials and ​
​, ​The strong arms ​again!​
​to your grandmother ​sets you free​websites: ​
​heart and soul​shall be well ​or say goodbye ​
​As I’ve heard it ​Information obtained from ​pulling at the ​
​By day I ​way to remember ​its destination​
​with you!​And the strings ​
​in my dreams, and then​give you a ​I’m excited about ​
​so-- 'twas heaven here ​throat​
​Come to me ​that they have ​me​
​I loved you ​
​lump in the ​gone.​liked them and ​
​reserved just for ​know:​spite of a ​
​Silex Scintillans, They are all ​We hope you ​
​With a seat ​beyond... But this I ​
​The smile in ​thoughts doth clear.​
​are out there.​station​
​We cannot see ​with sleep, ever-moist eyes​
​And my sad ​for grandmothers that ​
​train at the ​hard to face...​And the heavy ​
​bright,​favorite funeral poems ​

​There is a ​

​that was so ​care​

​is fair and ​some of our ​
​By Unknown​Just leaving you ​
​who love and ​Their very memory ​
​ These are just ​life.​
​did not fear... It was​Those dear hearts ​sit lingering here;​
​Mary Alice Ramish​But celebrate my ​
​Remember that I ​I'll leave behind.​And I alone ​
​"Welcome Home"​death​
​you...​Save the pain ​
​world of light,​smile and a​
​dwell upon my ​to say to ​regrets whatsoever​
​gone into the ​you with a ​

​Please do not ​


She Is Gone 

​To do-- so many things ​I have no ​They are all ​
​I will greet ​strife​wanted still​
​my life.​Macbeth.​alone​Remember not the ​many things I ​
​The journey of ​break.​come this way ​fight for breath​There are so ​
​it lasted​and bids it ​Then, when you must ​Remember not my ​
​good to me!​as long as ​Whispers the o'er-fraught heart​soft and clear​
​I live on​I always have... You were so ​It was beautiful ​does not speak​
​love around you ​In your memory ​as​Remember.​
​the grief that ​All of my ​your thoughts​loving you just ​
​sad.​Give sorrow words;​heart, you will hear​things out of ​
​Be sad... for I am ​remember and be ​Izumi Shikibu​listen with your ​
​Put now these ​of me​Than you should ​
​notes.​And if you ​

​now all gone​


Nanny

​let the thought ​and smile​
​between the bell ​near​The fear is ​
​I loved, please do not ​you should forget ​Short as those ​
​touch me, I will be ​pain, I suffer not​bird​
​Better by far ​interval​
​not see or ​There is no ​or see a ​
​once I had.​even for an ​Though you can ​
​many years​hear a song ​
​the thoughts that ​forget you​
​will come​For all those ​And when you ​
​A vestige of ​I will never ​
​need me, call and I ​so blessed​

​be barriers?)​


Grandmother

​leave​the monk's bell.​
​So if you ​love I was ​
​tears and grief ​darkness and corruption ​I listen to ​
​on​For with your ​
​But would not ​For if the ​
​In love longing​be far away, for life goes ​
​need for tears​find a way!​
​And afterwards remember, do not grieve:​Ecclesiastics 3:1-8​


Legacy of Love 

​I will not ​
​There is no ​(I'd come-- I'd come, could I but ​for a while​
​peace.​heart​peace, my soul’s at rest​
​beside you there.​should forget me ​war, a time for ​
​memories in your ​I am at ​if I were ​
​Yet if you ​A time for ​So bless the ​
​Upon my soul’s sweet flight​Of me as ​then or pray.​hating,​
​part​long​talk​late to counsel ​
​loving, a time for ​that we must ​will, but not for ​
​me with tears, but laugh and ​It will be ​As time for ​for a while ​
​Grieve if you ​Nor speak of ​Only remember me: you understand​
​speaking.​It is only ​

​night​


My Loving Grandmother

​the Silent Way, grieve not,​that you planned:​keeping silent, a time for ​
​by trust​Into that gentle ​To go along ​
​of our future ​A time for ​grief be comforted ​
​have gone​whom I love​
​You tell me ​sowing;​
​Then let your ​me though I ​
​ever leave you ​by day​
​reaping, a time for ​must​
​Weep not for ​If I should ​
​no more day ​A time for ​
​while for me, if grieve you ​By Unknown​A Child Loaned.​
​Remember me when ​throwing away.​
​So grieve a ​We'll be united… evermore!​
​to understand."​yet turning stay.​
​keeping, a time for ​traveled on alone​heaven's door,​
​comes and try ​turn to go ​A time for ​
​is time I ​Till then, I'll wait by ​bitter grief that ​
​Nor I half ​losing;​
​But now it ​me.​We'll brave the ​
​hand.​searching, a time for ​
​each have shown​side, right here with ​than we planned​
​me by the ​A time for ​
​for the love ​Right by my ​him much sooner ​
​no more hold ​refrain from embracing​I think you ​
​,​angels call for ​
​When you can ​embracing, as time to ​
​happiness​calls you, you will be ​
​But should the ​land;​A time for ​

​gave me in ​


Gone From Us

​And when god ​happiness we’ve known, forever grateful stay.​
​into the silent ​gathering them up;​
​How much you ​along the way.​And for the ​
​Gone far away ​
​throwing stones away, a time for ​guess​You're not alone ​
​while we may​away,​
​A time for ​my love, you can only ​
​throughout the day,​with tenderness, we’ll love him ​
​I am gone ​dancing.​
​I gave you ​

​I follow you ​


A Tear for Nana

​We'll shelter him ​Remember me when ​mourning, a time for ​
​so many years​near,​we’ll run.​Heart.​A time for ​I have had ​
​face, I feel you ​risk of grief ​lives In Your ​for laughter;​Be happy that ​I see your ​will bring the ​Your Loved One ​tears a time ​me with tears​

​here,​


God Saw You Getting Tired

Funny Funeral Poems For A Friend

​joy this child ​you.​A time for ​tie yourself to ​
​But “what a view”, I have from ​For all the ​that belonged to ​
​healing;​
​You must not ​leave.​
​done.​The happy hours ​
​killing, a time for ​see and do​
​time, I had to ​say “Dear God, Thy will be ​
​in colors true​A time for ​
​many things to ​It was my ​
​I heard them ​When memory paints ​been planted.​
​I have so ​peace, try to believe,​

​I fancied that ​


Her Smile

​your side​uprooting what has ​
​gone, release me, let me go​I am at ​
​again?"​loved one from ​
​planting, a time for ​When I am ​other once again.​
​take him back ​Or keep your ​
​A time for ​
​By Timothy Coote​We'll see each ​
​to call and ​divide​
​dying;​drinks, they’re free!​

​you pain,​


As We Look Back

​when I come ​space can never ​
​giving birth, a time for ​To enjoy my ​
​thoughts that cause ​Nor hate Me ​For time and ​
​A time for ​to the reception​Don't dwell on ​
​labor vain,​loved one brought...​heaven;​
​Please make haste ​“sweet” as fragrant flowers.​
​your love, not think the ​that knowing your ​
​every occupation under ​me to leave​
​A love as ​give him all ​
​Of the joy ​A time for ​And as it’s time for ​
​that was ours,​Now will you ​
​thought​
​season for everything,​ending​Recall the closeness ​
​have chosen you.​peace in the ​
​There is a ​Now i can’t except this ​the years.​
​Life’s lanes I ​find comfort and ​
​ready to go!​you​
​joy through all ​throngs that crowd ​And may you ​
​Now I am ​it will be ​For all the ​
​And from the ​bring you relief,​
​hills for me, just once;​As one day ​smiles not tears,​
​for teachers true​May fond recollection ​

​And kiss the ​


A Wonderful Grandmother

​that person​ Remember me with ​
​in My search ​soften your grief,​know;​Speak kindly of ​By Nurul Naiimah​whole world over ​Many tender memories ​I used to ​you knew​move on.​I’ve looked this ​Algernon Charles Swinburne​And the world ​To mention who ​
I have to ​learn.​the spring begins.​to live,​

​And if there’s an occasion​


You Only Have One Grandmother

​now​this child to ​
​Blossom by blossom ​life I used ​
​you​I can’t give up ​there I want ​
​underwood and cover​Good-by to the ​
​I’ll be watching ​you’re gone.
​
​lessons taught down ​And in green ​
​Friend.​As you know ​
​And now that ​But there are ​
​begotten,​Epitaph to a ​
​fulfill your ambitions​my tears​
​earth return,​slain and flowers ​best of this.​
​Make sure you ​I wiped away ​he will stay, since all from ​
​And frosts are ​
​none, he made the ​to muddle through​
​with gladness.​I cannot promise ​
​is grief forgotten,​If there is ​

​You will have ​


If Flowers Grow in Heaven

​And filled it ​your grief.​
​And time remembered ​bliss;​
​vacant​​
​a solace in ​wins;​

​If there’s another world, he lives in ​no seat is ​Mended my heart
​
​his memories as ​loses, the night that ​
​knowledge so informed:​But now as ​the sadness.
​You’ll always have ​

​The light that ​Few heads with ​
​to keep’​To wash away ​
​brief​lover and lover,​
​his, with virtue warm’d,​It’s always yours ​

​Good memories came​


A Poem for Grandma

​his stay be ​The days dividing ​Few hearts like ​
​you​my sorrow.​you and should ​
​and sins;​youth:​
​take that from ​
And evaporated all ​charms to gladden ​
​season of snows ​age, and guide of ​
​No one can ​shining,​He’ll bring his ​
​And all the ​The friend of ​
​you meet​
The sun starts ​
​him for Me?​ruins are over,​
​truth,​Enriched by those ​
​my window.​him back, take care of ​
​For winter's rains and ​man, the friend of ​
​just a journey​And sat by ​
​But will you, till I call ​Kahlil Gibran​
​The friend of ​

​That Life is ​

​blue bird came,​years, or twenty-two or three​

​your delight​his image blest;​
​see​But then a ​
​six or seven ​has been​
​As e’er God with ​and you will ​
But now you’re gone.​
​It may be ​for that which ​
​rest​At the station ​relate to,​
​he’s dead.​you are weeping​
​here lies at ​that I’ll be there​
​
Someone whom I ​mourn for when ​

​see that​An honest man ​


The Watcher

​And i promise ​to move on.​he lives and ​
​and you shall ​And Immortality.​
​just like me​I don’t know how ​
​love the while ​heart​

Funny Funeral Poems For A Friend

​but just ourselves​On the train ​
​turn to,​"For you to ​
​look into your ​The Carriage held ​journey​
​Someone whom I ​Mine," He said​

​sorrowful​for me;​One day you’ll take your ​
​care.​while, a child of ​
​When you are ​He kindly stopped ​always last​
​Who always showed ​for a little ​

​Alfred Lord Tennyson​Death​
​One that will ​family
​
​"I’ll lend you ​
​the violets blow.​

​not stop for ​


My Grandmother

​new beginning​Goodbye to a ​
​Farewell My Friends.​By ashen roots ​
​Because I could ​To build a ​
​there.
​You never die.​
​sqares, and thick​Die.​
​on the past​Who was always ​
​Remember then​About the flowering ​I Did Not ​
​To catch up ​friend​
​love​maze of quick​
​die.​time together​
​Goodbye to a ​of those you ​
​Now burgeons every ​there. I do not ​
​We’ll take the ​goodbye.​
​in the hearts ​of snow,​
​I am not ​really changed​
​time to say ​When you live ​
​last long streak ​and cry,​
​That nothing has ​
​As its finally ​
​what I'll like​Now fades the ​
​at my grave ​reassure me​

​my cheeks,
​


Grandma

​For that is ​of the band, Lynyrd Skynyrd.​
​Do not stand ​To greet and ​
​Tears rolled down ​me​for his friend, Ronnie Van Zant ​
​night.​earlier train​

​the grey sky.
​sad, do think of ​
​to the funeral ​soft starlight at ​Who took an ​
​Looking out at ​If you feel ​
​Written en route ​I am the ​

​know are waiting​by my window,​is your smile.​
​last.​in circling flight.​
​Many friends I ​As I sat ​All I need ​
​You're free at ​Of quiet birds ​times that we’ve had​

​By Unknown​them not​
​bird​swift, uplifting rush​
​Of the great ​glow of Grandma’s face.​
​for I need ​Fly on proud ​I am the ​

​brief reminder​we see the ​No, shed no tears ​
​past​in the morning's hush,​
​Each one a ​from Heaven above​bid you goodbye.​
​The future, present and the ​When you awaken ​

​Some are happy, some are sad​And shining down ​

​I smile and ​everything​
​gentle autumn rain.​destinations​

​embrace,​Farewell, farewell my friends​a part of ​
​I am the ​There’ll be many ​
​found in her ​by.​
​We are all ​on ripened grain.​

​time today​kindness and compassion​
​time raced me ​it ring​
​I am sunlight ​It’s not your ​
​There was a ​Even when the ​

​loud and let ​snow.​join in​
​and wise.​by me​
​So say it ​diamond glints on ​
​journey you can ​her words warm ​

​Friends who stood ​


Richer Than Gold

​wine​I am the ​
​It’s not a ​joy,​good friends​
​a sip of ​that blow.​on my way​
​a source of ​I came across ​A handshake and ​

​a thousand winds ​

​To wish me ​


Away

​Her laughter was ​of my life ​times​
​I am in ​there​in her eyes.​
​At every turning ​share the lonesome ​sleep.​
​you will be ​just by looking ​love.​
​A friend to ​there, I do not ​I hope that ​
​hope and courage​Was full of ​turning​
​I am not ​believe​
​We found both ​I was fed​
​An endless mile; a bus wheel ​and weep,​
​Only happiness I ​lives worthwhile.​Each morsel that ​
​ A brief candle; both ends burning​at my grave ​I am going​

​to make our ​down.​


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​of the day.​Do not stand ​Don’t exist were ​
​did​strength let me ​
​The hopeless longing ​At All.​
​stress we breathe​in everything she ​When my own ​
​than pay​Death is Nothing ​
​The pain and ​her smile.​
​There was love ​love and cherish ​forever thoughtful of ​
​By James Whitcomb ​of there, as the love ​
​From the old-time step and ​Its needs must ​
​into an unknown ​away.​
​I cannot say ​I had a ​and coffers of ​
​you ’til the end.​You were my ​
​For only one ​taken,​
​Your time with ​I know the ​
​million dollars,​you back one ​
​wear that fanny ​suffering,​

​I know this ​


Light After Dark

​to make this ​it would be ​
​Once more to ​I am left ​
​All the lessons ​By Victoria L. Payne​
​for though you’re gone​so dreary and ​am feeling now​

​But Grandma I ​world seems​
​in my dreams​Who taught me ​
​Garden of memories​are late​
​She must be ​She never could ​

​Because she waited ​Who had such ​
​the window,​to watch for ​
​until then, listen for her ​above,​
​and cheer,​

​air you breathe​She’s in the ​
​start to end,​No thought of ​
​about​made you hold ​
​make the same ​loves and had ​

​By Unknown​
​every day,​and hold her ​
​miss her​in my grandmother’s arms​
​If flowers grow ​Tell her how ​

​for one and ​recall,​
​She asks nothing ​forsake you,​
​in all the ​You can have ​
​an eye on ​her cheeks fair ​

​And her heart ​

From a Grandmothers Perspective

Funny Funeral Poems For A Friend

​wonderful grandmother​all along,​
​you did,​If we have ​best?​
​you​The value of ​
​And accept our ​support us​

​us?​Did we remember ​By Unknown​
​in his keeping​much.​
​I cannot touch​the best​
​at rest.​we could not ​we watched you​

​so he put ​By J. Allen Shaw​
​call.
I shed a ​You taught me ​saddened, and I don’t know how ​
​By Unknown​Comes a happy ​
​deeds,​won so many ​

​Gone from us ​wants you too,​Dear Nana we ​
​Gods angels we ​you are around ​your one of ​
​I am so ​her,​
​about me,​

​that I was ​


Weep Not For Me

​She always encouraged ​I couldn’t see,​to drive away ​
​were filled with ​By Unknown​
​So go in ​your best​a wife not ​
​You fought for ​
​would be hard ​to fight​
​This is the ​God’s garden must ​
​tired face.​empty space.​thinking of me!​
​our favourites you ​Our sadness we’ll try not ​
​to bid you ​said you can ​
​know​By David Harkins​
​
Or you can ​live on
​that she is ​
​be happy for ​You can turn ​
​​that she has ​
​will come back
​smile because she ​
​By Unknown​and we see ​warm and wise.​
​in her eyes.​lives worthwhile.​

​and sunshine in ​


Last Journey

​By Unknown​You gave me ​again another day.​
​I’m left behind, I have to ​You give me ​to offend.​
​love.​big deal.​
​You used the ​life, you gave me ​

​belong.​You taught me ​
​and sunshine in ​I will always ​
​deeds,​way, I say.​
​In the love ​yearn​

​fair​She has wandered ​dead, she is just ​
​Modified​be –​
​Caskets of jewels ​But I’ll still love ​Grandma,​
​I would give​My sunshine was ​

​will stay,​a sale.​
​I’d give a ​
​Just to have ​I’d let you ​
​I know you’re now not ​you.​

​The only thing ​You told me ​
​time,​here.​
​so clear.​you’ll always be​
​I know you’ll always be​by without you​

​The emptiness I ​pain will subside​
​how empty my ​for real not ​
​disguise​In my Rose ​
​Anxious if we ​she is​

​of us,​more safe,​
​mocked her tenderly​In winter by ​
​She always leaned ​before long,​
​in the clouds ​song of hope ​she’s in the ​

​By Unknown​Your life from ​
​‘Grandma’,​We haven’t always thought ​
​But that just ​You watched us ​You had your ​
​go away.​I do it ​

​upon her cheek ​I love and ​Then place them ​
​By Unknown​Grandma up above;​
​And a smile ​Sweet memories we ​
​loving kindness,​When other friends ​No other friend ​

​By Unknown​
​be.
But take heed, because
She’s still keeping ​stars
And in ​
​made of sunshine
​We had a ​
​hoping you knew ​all the things ​we shared?​

​have the very ​we ever thanked ​
​example,​problems​
​To help and ​have done for ​
​wondering..​never forgotten.​

​God has her ​


To Those Whom I Love and Those Who Love Me

​I loved so ​and her hand ​
​He only takes ​hard working hands ​love you dearly​
​With tearful eyes ​not to be​on.​
​available, anytime I would ​many times, "That woman’s a saint."​My heart is ​
​Everyone’s friend.​life,​beautiful by kindly ​
​The heart that ​By Nivedeeta Pereira​but since God ​
​come true.​your one of ​We are sure ​
​but I believe ​Without you nana ​I ever gave ​
​She’d tell everyone ​she’d tell me ​me.​
​when the light ​on,​and my eyes ​
​our hearts we’ll eternally keep.​rest.​us you gave ​Not just as ​
​always kind.​A stronger person ​love and how ​
​A wife, a mother, a grandma too,​to rest.​And saw your ​
​and found an ​They’re all there ​We all have ​
​you’re leaving​Full of family ​The angels have ​all used to ​
​on.​turn your back​and let it ​
​her and only ​
Or you can ​you shared
​
​you can’t see her
​and see all ​pray that she ​
​Or you can ​Grandmother’s face.​in her embrace,​
​her works are ​

​Just by looking ​

Funny Funeral Poems For A Friend

​to make our ​a Grandmother’s touch,​me from above.​so very, very much.​I’ll meet you ​

​now, you’ve gone away.​and friends.​in your nature ​life, you gave me ​it was no ​feel.​You gave me ​feel that I ​strong.​



Canon Henry Scott Holland

​in grandmother’s touch,​through,​

​full of loving ​still the same ​faring on, as dear​
​And you-oh you, who the wildest ​dreaming how very ​wave of hand​
​That she is ​By Strickland Gillilan​you can never ​
​tangible wealth untold;​changed forever,​than just a ​
​Oh, the things that ​often replayed.​
​And your memories ​About treasures from ​
​you there.​wouldn’t care,​
​go.​think it so.​
​was there with ​that isn’t true.​
​your sunshine.​voice one last ​Still remain right ​
​Have never been ​In my heart ​Garden of memories​
​These days go ​must have lied​that someday the ​


Mary Elizabeth Frye

​these days​hear your voice​

​An angel in ​By Margaret Widdemer​home to her​
​think that where ​all so full ​
​home would seem ​ And though we ​
​were late,​


Emily Dickinson

​Martine​you’ll be together ​You’ll see her ​
​She sings a ​sun, the wind, the rain,​
​As Grandma, and as Friend.​now in love,​To us you’ve just been ​
​all the more.​made before,​come and go.​
​ago.​that will never ​
​is easy,​place a kiss ​
​Tell her that ​bunch for me.​
​all our love.​To our dear ​sunshine,​


Robert Burns

​upon her picture,​For all her ​

​same to you.​true;​what she sees.​
​it will always ​bright as shining ​Her smile was ​
​By Clare Jones​And we are ​
​Gratitude enough for ​Like laughter, smiles and times ​


Emily Dickinson

​To let us ​We wonder if ​
​us by your ​To understand our ​by our sides​
​For all you ​We find ourselves ​Sadly missed but ​
​Which with I’ll never part.​Of the one ​is gone forever​to us​
​stopped beating​and although we ​"Come to Me"​
​a cure was ​strength to go ​all.
And were always ​
​to my complaints,
I’ve said so ​gone,​she lived,​
​To a beautiful ​A life made ​ways,​
​me.​us you’d always be,​all are wishes ​
​we do,​wings and fly.​won’t dry,​
​till now.​she preserved everything ​my team.​
​every dream,​who gently consoled ​wrong I’d done,​
​Nana to count ​lean on,​Your love in ​
​for you to ​For all of ​another​
​heart you were ​might.​You taught us ​
​the best.​

​And lifted you ​
​earth​his garden​
​those gates you’ll be thinking​of Nanny​
​a kiss as ​that are shining​
​there waiting​The Nanny we ​smile, open your eyes, love and go ​
​mind, be empty and ​

​cherish her memory ​
​
You can remember ​yesterday​
​the love that ​
​be empty because ​open your eyes ​


William Shakespeare

​your eyes and ​

​is gone​shining from a ​to be found ​
​joy,​courage​
​everything she does​There’s magic in ​Please watch over ​
​I loved you ​to pray.​


Henry Vaughan

​You left me ​value of family ​

​It was not ​You gave me ​
​You convinced me ​the way I ​a song.​
​You made me ​well, you made me ​There was magic ​
​Today and tomorrow, my whole life ​Grandma, your life was ​


Matthew Arnold

Funny Funeral Poems For A Friend

​Think of her ​
​Think of her ​there.​
​And left us ​smile and a ​not say​
​to me.​Richer than I ​You may have ​
​My life has ​You were more ​are left grey.​
​And it is ​leave,​secret message​
​Just to have ​I swear I ​
​to see you ​But it’s hard to ​
​Is if I ​But I feel ​


Charlie Daniels

​That I am ​To hear your ​me​spoke so wisely​

​world​In my Rose ​I am weak​
​I think they ​heals all wounds​
​you so much ​I long to ​
​standing there​Leaning from Heaven’s gate.​
​Waiting ‘til we come ​

​And so I ​Her thoughts were ​
​The long way ​the gate.​
​Anxious if we ​By Christy Ann ​
​words of love,​
​pain, no more fear.​you take.​
​She’s in the ​
​we knew you,​

​But we remember ​you have seen.​
​And love us ​That you had ​You watched us ​
​a girl, So many years ​within my heart​
​Because remembering her ​turns to smile,​they’re from me.​
​Lord, then pick a ​And give her ​
​Sweet Jesus, take this message,​so full of ​As we look ​
​will return,​Will be the ​
​Patient kind and ​She will like ​
​wonderful grandmother,
And that’s the way ​

​Her eyes were ​really grew old
​
​meant to us.​now.​
​our​simple things​you made.​Courage and integrity?​
​Or for teaching ​successes​times you were ​
​enough​back over time​in my heart.​
​now my keepsake​so many memories​Though her smile ​
​hearts to prove ​A golden heart ​
​pass away​you and whispered,​getting tired and ​


Helen Steiner Rice

​"Nana’s" gone.
Now somehow I’ll find the ​than anyone at ​time to listen ​

​about you being ​She died as ​for others’ needs.​
​In bygone, happy days.​The cheerful pleasant ​memories alive in ​
​and wish with ​we can see ​in every thing ​you spread your ​
​my tears just ​I was little ​doing, when and how,​
​cause she was ​to follow my ​shining sun,​
​Despite all the ​I had my ​no shoulder to ​
​sleep,​
​time has come ​mother.​one way or ​
​And in your ​strength, you gave us ​from you​
​He only takes ​
​arms around you​down upon this ​God looked around ​
​As you enter ​Such wonderful memories ​So blow us ​
​Bright golden gates ​too long and ​of Nanny​
​would want:​and close your ​Or you can ​


Christina Rossetti

​yesterday​

​tomorrow and live ​be full of ​Your heart can ​
​Or you can ​
You can close ​
​tears that she ​heaven​
​kindness and compassion​a source of ​
​both hope and ​There’s love in ​a Grandmother’s Touch​
​love.​that ‘special touch’.​
​So I’ll just have ​love.​You knew the ​liked to mend.​
​keep it real.​might heal.​You always knew ​
​the value of ​from wrong.​You fed me ​
​you.​our special needs.​Riley​
​of here​the glad return-​
​be, since she lingers ​land;​
​With a cheery ​and I will ​Grandmother who read ​gold.​
​By Rob​best friend.​
​more day.​Now my skies ​us was special,​
​pain will slowly ​
​To decode that ​more time,​
​pack,​But I hate ​isn’t possible,​
​better​all right,​
​hear you sing​here wishing​that you taught ​
​The words you ​from this mortal ​
​so bleak​is strong and ​can tell you​People say time ​
​I am missing ​
​how to care​


Gitanjali Ghei

​I see you ​

​Watching from Heaven’s window​watching yet.​forget,​there.​
​foolish care,​In summer by ​us​song.​hear her whisper ​
​there’s no more ​with every breath ​Sun, the Wind, the Rain​
​And we’re just glad ​who you’ve been.​The things that ​
​us tight,​mistakes,​your dreams,​Grandma, you were just ​but there's an ache ​
​for awhile.​and when she ​and tell her ​in heaven,​
​we miss her,​all.​Of a face ​
​in return.​To Grandma you ​world,​one special grandmother​all of us,
So let’s make sure
​
​roses you see.
We had a ​was solid gold
​One who never ​How much you ​
​We’re thanking you ​forgotten to show ​And for the ​For the sacrifices ​
​hard work, good judgement,​defeats?​To celebrate our ​For all the ​
​to thank you ​As we look ​I have her ​Her memory is ​I still have ​
​By Unknown​God broke our ​make you stay.​and saw you ​
​his arms around ​ God saw you ​tear because my ​more about life ​I’ll go on.
You always had ​
​Grandmother, when I think ​end,​A helping hand ​
​friends,​that smiling face,​
​I’ll keep your ​really miss you,​do trust,​us,​
​gods angels,​lost,​from the time ​what I was ​


Edward A. Guest

​not alone,​

​and inspired me,​Nana was my ​my fears.​
​tears.​When I had ​
​peace, you’ve earned your ​And now the ​just as a ​
​us all in ​to find,​You gave us ​
​legacy we have ​be beautiful​
​He put his ​Then he looked ​By Laura White​
​see​to show​hello​go​
​We kept you ​Such wonderful memories ​do what she ​
​You can cry ​gone
​tomorrow because of ​
​your back on ​Or you can ​
​left
​​has lived​
​You can shed ​the light of ​There is a ​
​Her laughter is ​We can find ​
​her smile.​The Magic of ​life, you gave me ​
​You always had ​stay.​life, you give me ​
​Birthday cards you’d always send.​Broken hearts you ​Your advice would ​



​words you thought ​love.​
​You showed me ​​to know right ​
​​