Grandmother Poems From Grandchildren For Funeral

For A Favorite Granddaughter

Never love a simple lad,
Guard against a wise,
Shun a timid youth and sad,
Hide from haunted eyes.

Never hold your heart in pain
For an evil-doer;
Never flip it down the lane
To a gifted wooer.

Never love a loving son,
Nor a sheep astray;
Gather up your skirts and run
From a tender way.

Never give away a tear,
Never toss a pine;
Should you heed my words, my dear,
You’re no blood of mine!

— Dorothy Parker


Little Granddaughter

Holding my granddaughter in my arms, sound asleep.
Kissing her forehead gently so as not to wake her up.
Heart swelling with love beyond itself, eyes stinging from tears of joy.
God touching our souls as one, our granddaughter, full of the Holy Spirit – leading her through life and guiding her according to God’s love.

— RoseAnn V. Shawiak


A Granddaughter’s Smile

A granddaughter’s smile incites advantage
as she readies her nest for the nighttime story
she prepares each slice of magnetic universe
she tends to bottle warming and gifts;
the boys punctuate the fields with balls
that impress upon blankets of trampoline gravity
a vertical hope singing their holiday songs
plucking the strings of their bows
sailing their ships from universe to universe;
grandparent bliss eclipses
the last canvas of vision arranging the vibrations
into the pictures in all of our dreams.

— Lee B. Mack


First Granddaughter

A precious little child
Fashioned by God’s own hand,
Sweetness that goes unequaled
by the handiwork of man.

A winter baby sleeping calmly
As mountains beneath a robe of white
And winter winds breathe softly
Of God’s gift this wondrous little life.

— Beate E. Verterano


Granddaughter Singing

Granddaughter stepping up to the mike, singing softly,
but distinctly to the audience.

Clapping easing the butterflies in soloists stomachs,
unusually in sync with one another, talent beginning
to sprout from children on the brink of their futures.

Watching them, we wonder where they will be at in the
next few years.

— RoseAnn V. Shawiak


A Poem For Granddaughter

April, she is a smart little tike
Only two years old and riding a bike.
Skating with her is no big deal, and she
says the blessing at the noon day meal.

Puts on her shoes and combs her hair,
talks and talks, I do declare.
I can hardly wait to see her each week. She
runs into my arms and gets kissed on the cheek.

Grandpa and Grandma get the best love, no doubt,
by the time we get home, we are really wore out.

— April Faifai


Granddaughter’s Eyes

Holding my youngest granddaughter, looking into her eyes
with a heart filled with love.
Seeing lights reflected in her eyes from a disco ball and
light, as she sat mesmerized in a trance.
Never having seen a sight like this before, she’s fascinated
by it all.

— RoseAnn V. Shawiak


To A Granddaughter

Everybody is somebody.
Don’t dare forget it.
God has a piece for you.
Make yourself fit it You may have to grow some
In spirit, you can do it
Put God first in your life
Then follow on through it. When disappointments come
as they most always or
The way that you take them
Will tell things about you Folks with swelled heads
Become unbalanced and fall
Fret solidly planted
Stumble, not much at all.

— Edna Howard White


Present For A Granddaughter

A Parcel for Skye
Stand well back when you lift the lid
Let the unicorn gallop out
With his princess hooves and his silver horn
He’ll leap like a flashing trout

Next comes an elf queen holding clothes
Princesses golden gowns
With velvet slippers and gloves of lace
And sparkly diamond crowns

And finally out pop wishes galore
Each one with a loving kiss
That every day is a happy day
And every year is bliss

— Sheena Blackhall


Enjoying Time With Granddaughter

Listening to children laughing, screaming, talking, having
fun here at a McDonald’s playground in Phoenix, herewith
one of my Granddaughters’s not interested in playing.

teach her how to make things.

Her favorite to date is making slime; it’s so great to watch
her new endeavors, seeing her Dad’s traits (my son’s) coming
through her.

Having a photographic memory, remembering everything just
like her Dad and I, always having a really wonderful time
when with her.

—RoseAnn V. Shawiak


When Your Granddaughter Asks You To Dance

I had a wonderful moment yesterday…it was the perfect circumstance…
when my granddaughter said, "Hey PopPop… how’d you like to dance? "

I hesitated, but she persisted… "It’s easy…you will see
we pick a song, and you follow the moves from the video on TV."

I’ve never been known for my rhythm…but I kind of remembered the song
so I put my inhibitions aside and tried to dance along.

My arms began to flail…I had the rhythm of a stone…
I tried to dance to the music, but my feet had a mind of their own.

Eventually, I didn’t care if I was nimble or light as a feather.
What was more important than the dance…was that we were dancing together.

And for a moment, just a moment…in my mind, we were the perfect pair…
She was a young Ginger Rogers…and I was Fred Astaire.

An hour later my legs were sore, …I hadn’t danced like that since I was ten…
But I know for certain if she asked me tomorrow…I‘d dance with her again.

Grandparents, if you want to make a memory…I suggest you take a chance
to trip the light fantastic…when your granddaughter asks you to dance.

— Jim Yerman


Precious Grandchild

I’m here, my precious grandchild.
Come, climb upon my knee.
You are my little love.
You mean the world to me.
I see your little hands
wipe away the tears.
I want to hold you tight
and chase away your fears.
I’m here, my precious grandchild.
Please, you can talk to me.
I love you much deeper
than the depths of the sea.
I know you are hurting.
I hear your silent cry.
I need to scream for you,
to help you breathe and sigh.
I’m here, my precious grandchild.
Come, walk outside with me.
Never stop looking up.
Keep dreaming to be free.
Promise to never lose hope.
Some things you will never know.
There will be ups and downs.
Stand, rise above the low.
I’m here, my precious grandchild.
Please, confront your pain.
After you brave the storm,
comes the cleansing rain.

— Annette R. Hershey


Attached As Could Be

Just a baby girl
Attached as could be
You showed me the world
Through my curiosity

When we were together
Attached as could be
These are the things
You showed me…

The moon in the sky
The stars up above
This is the way
You showed your love…

Sunshine and flowers
Butterflies and bees
A bird in the air
A squirrel in a tree

You carried me here
You carried me there
You showed me your world
So willing to share

Attached we were
Attached as could be
When I was with you
And you with me

You called me your angel.
Sent from above
Our attachment in life
An expression of love

Now you are gone
I still don’t know why
But I feel you
I know you’re close by

I’ve gotten older
The years speed away
My love for you
It’s here to stay

I am with you
And you with me
My Guardian Angel
Attached as could be

— Claudia Lee


Grandpa’s Little Silly

He was always there for her right from the very start,
This precious little girl captured his heart,
Though they shared no blood and skin color wasn’t the same,
little Eme knew him by only one name,
Grandpa’ say I love you so much,
It would go right to a place that only she touched,
He’d call her his silly, and she’d give him a smile,
But his time with her was just a short while,
Quintin left this world the day after Eme turned three,
Leaving so many wondering how could this be,
But Eme still says I love you, grandpa and she says it extra loud,
‘Cause she wants Grandpa Quintin to hear it from way up in the clouds,

— Barbara Bailey


The Perfect Little Girl

When God was making our granddaughter,
He thought, "What can I do
To create a perfect little girl
To make a grandma’s dream come true?"

He started with cute and healthy.
Then added extra smarts.
Then threw in lots of giggles.
To lighten up our hearts.

He made her eyes a great big blue
And put extra twinkles there.
Then stroked her skin with angle dust
To make it soft and fair.

He made her brave and made her strong.
Part — and part——
And made her big enough to share
So everyone could treasure.

It’s been seven years since God sent you,
And I’m thankful every day
That he heard the prayer from Grandma
And sent the perfect little girl our way.

– JJ


Two Sweethearts

God said, "I have something special for you,
I thought I would send one, but I just sent two."

Grandaughters they be, and it’s really nice.
God thought to bless Grandpa twice.

Two little girls, God, sent to me,
Just how lucky can a Grandpa be?

Flooding my life with so much joy,
Girls aren’t the same as a little boy.

They just love you and become a part,
Twisting like a vine around your heart.

Each one grows a little each day,
Growing up in their own little way.

Just so beautiful, like two cultured pearls,
My, how Grandpa loves his two girls.

Two sweethearts, I like to call them,
God’s gift to me, I should thank him.

None so loved your Grandpa imparts,
Katelyn and Kaysi, my two sweethearts.

— Richard N. Cook


Granddaughter On My Knee

She sat on my leg till it ached a lot, then moved
where it numbed and squat, gave me red pen
to fill in the drawing, I enjoy a lot; we shared
this time together on the floor, as we sat
drawing in a Angelina Ballerina Book
for children and their grandparents
to color together, we share a lot
of love together doing this, we
bond future generations to
past in lasing memory’s
I love you, Granddad
yes, I love you too.

— Jack Gill


My Talk With Granddaughter

Here I am walking
With my granddaughter
In this evening
And we talk as below;

Take me to the moon,
I would wash all
The black spots,
My granddaughter said.

I replied not anything,
True, but said wait,
Let me go first
To the sky to stay.

You go on study dear,
Further, I said,
How to move forward,
To any place you desire,
And to do what you want,
All in the books
Go on searching the study,
And discover there.

Nothing to worry, dear
The sky is our earth,
And you are allowed
To prove your worth.

— Gajanan Mishra

Poem For Granddaughter From Grandma

Grandmothers share a sweet and adorable relation with their granddaughters. Here are a few lovely verses that express the wonderful bond.

Well, granddaughter, I’ll tell you.
Life hasn’t been great for me.
I’ve had my ups and downs.
I may be calling you like the unexpected roach in my house
I’ve been in and out of the hospital
And I just want you to know
I love you

— Sophia Bridgeman


Grandchildren

Sometimes I really do wonder,
Why they are called grand?
Then I know A Loving Grandmother
Can always fully understand.
You get that important phone call.
You have waited for so long,
Excitement really kicks in,
As you arrive and rush down the hall.
You see that precious baby,
Gender really doesn’t matter at all.
It brings back many memories
Of when your children were so small.
You congratulate the parents,
As you see, mother and baby are o.k.,
You know without a doubt,
This was done in own God’s way.
Many sacrifices made along the way,
Are very much worthwhile,
When you see that sweet little face,
And that bright, cheery smile.
Time rocks on as they grow and grow,
Then comes their future, rushing to and fro,
They will always be our babies,
If anyone should ask,
They are all very special,
From the first one to the last!!!!

— Earline Brasher


My Special Penny

My granddaughter gave me a penny,
And it means the world to me.
For it is a constant reminder,
Of the love, she has for me.

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She chose me to have her penny,
That meant so much to her.
To buy a world of treasures,
Was her special dream for me.

I will never spend this penny,
It’s more precious to me than gold.
Because it tells a story,
Of a love that will never grow old.

— Brinda Carter


To My Granddaughter

Ah!! My granddaughter! My joy.
She lightens my load.
She’s like a new toy.
She smiles at me, ever so slightly
I grin right back at her but ever more brightly.
She’s the light of my life. I love her, dear.
Feels just like Heaven when I draw her near.
Bedtime! Yes, a sweet time of day.
Night, night, precious girl.
Let’s you, and I pray..

— Amara Carberry


My Granddaughter And Me

God Almighty designed this miraculous blessing for me
To awake to a 13th morn. just granddaughter and me
Many a hugs and kisses, from the dawn of this Spring May
Hand in hand, we walked to celebrate my special day
Recollecting the many b’days with memories unforgettable
My priceless treasure, and she is so caring and adorable
Oh yes though my first grandchild, my youth she did not steal
Instead, a sweetheart she really is, and youthful is what I feel
She made me much richer as we do make quite a grand pair
With many ups and downs, laughter and tears with love in the air
Her birth did change to the better me, as I saw her gently grow
Sharing that soft fragrance of her sweetness and many more
Now all grown she mothers me, takes me to places of quality
To share her fun and to make my life one sweet, perfect melody
She opened my heart to many things that I never did see
Filling my days with pleasant happenings so heavenly
A wonderful sprightly gift, she is a blessing from above.
Her youthful charm fills my heart with unconditional love
Living in her world, her high tech era, and with her many friends
I thank God Almighty for this blessing, as she is truly a Godsend!!

— Shirani Ibrahim


Learning From Granddaughter

The world is changing
Every moment
In each and every field
silently
Here we all permanent student
children our ideal teachers
How you are being taught …
I don’t know
But I am learning from my granddaughter
Whenever she gets time
teaches me like her teachers.

— Asit Kumar Sanyal


Granddaughter

She is very beautiful.
If you don’t believe me, just ask her.
A flawless conviction for
The world’s greatest actor.

Her favorite expression is
I can’t help it; I’m so cute.
So provacative, yet so true.
So full of guile, yet without rebuke.

She walks between the raindrops.
Her head still in the clouds.
Her soul is full of music.
Her spirit soars above the crowds.

She is a child of the sun.
The seal of God upon her heart.
Pride of the father and joy to grandpa,
Which can never be set apart.

— Brian Keith Smith

Out of many ways to express our love to the pillars of our lives, writing down a few heartfelt poems for them can make her feel special. You can write emotional, funny, whimsical, or any poem you wish based on your bond. Your granddaughter will have a wide grin on her face when she reads your poem.



Grandma

You fed me well, you made me strong.

You taught me to know right from wrong.

You made me feel that I belong.

You showed me the value of a song.

You gave me life, you gave me love.

You always knew the way I felt.

You used the words you thought might heal.

You convinced me it was no big deal.

Your advice would keep it real.

You gave me life, you gave me love.

Broken hearts you liked to mend.

It was not in your nature to offend.

Birthday cards you’d always send.

You knew the value of family and friends.

You give me life, you give me love.

You left me now, you’ve gone away.

I’m left behind, I have to stay.

So I’ll just have to pray.

I’ll meet you again another day.

You always had that ‘special touch’.

I loved you so very, very much.

You gave me life, you gave me love.

Please watch over me from above.


Memories in The Heart

This moving verse has a comforting message and is a good funeral poem for Nan. The words remind us how talking and remembering can keep someone alive in our hearts, long after they are gone.

Feel no guilt in laughter, she knows how much you care

Feel no sorrow in a smile that she’s not here to share.

You cannot grieve forever, she would not want you to.

She’d hoped you could carry on, the way you always do.

So talk about the good times and the way you showed you cared

The days you spent together, all the happiness you shared.

Let memories surround you,

A word someone may say

Will suddenly recapture a time, an hour, a day

That brings her back as clearly as though she was here

And fills you with the feelings that she is always near

For if you keep these moments, you will never be apart

And she will live forever, locked safely within your heart.


Remember Me

Remember me when I am gone away,

Gone far away into the silent land;

When you can no more hold me by the hand,

Grandmother Poems From Grandchildren For Funeral

Nor I half turn to go, yet turn to stay.

Remember me when no more day by day

You tell me of the future that you planned;

Only remember me; you understand

It will be late to counsel them or pray.

Yet if you should forget me for a while

And afterward, remember, do not grieve:

For if the darkness and corruption leave

A vestige of the thoughts that I once had,

Better by far that you should forget

And smile than that you should

Remember and be sad.


Nanny

- Laura White

Such wonderful memories of Nanny

The Nanny we all used to know

We kept you too long and there waiting

The angels have said you can go

Bright golden gates that are shining

Full of family to bid you hello

So blow us a kiss as you’re leaving

Our sadness we’ll try not to show

Such wonderful memories of Nanny

We all have our favorites you see

As you enter those gates you’ll be thinking

They’re all there thinking of me!


When I Must Leave You

- Helen Steiner Rice

When I must leave you

For a little while

Please do not grieve

And shed wild tears

These lines are the work of Helen Steiner Rice, a well-known writer of religious and inspirational poems. With its comforting words that tell us to dry our tears and live a good life, it sends a heartwarming message of hope for a grandmother’s funeral.

With a grandma’s good sense, it reminds us to fill our waking hours in useful ways and brings comfort with final words of faith and wisdom. The final lines are reassuring:

Never, never

Be afraid to die

For I am waiting for you in the sky!


Warning

- Jenny Joseph

This delightful poem is a perfect funeral poem for a grandma who had a lot of fun. It is written from the point of view of a woman who wants to make up for the "sobriety" of her youth in mischievous older age.

The words describe growing old in a wonderfully outrageous style.

Here’s how it begins.

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.

And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves

And satin sandals and say we’ve no money for butter.

Watch Jenny read her poem in full.


Legacy of Love

This is an uplifting poem for a celebration of a remarkable woman’s life. The words remind us that our nans can be strong as well as kind and loving.

This funeral poem for a grandmother also comforts us with the thought that our love for her will always live in our hearts.

A wife, a mother, a grandma too,

This is the legacy we have from you

You taught us love and how to fight

You gave us strength, you gave us might.

A stronger person would be hard to find,

And in your heart you were always kind.

You fought for us all in one way or another

Not just as a wife, not just as a mother.

For all of us you gave your best

Grandmother Poems From Grandchildren For Funeral

And now the time has come for you to rest.

So go in peace, you’ve earned your sleep,

Your love in our hearts we’ll eternally keep.


She’s in the Sun, the Wind, the Rain

- Christy Ann Martine

She’s in the sun, the wind, the rain,

she’s in the air you breathe

with every breath you take.

She sings a song of hope and cheer,

there’s no more pain, no more fear.

You’ll see her in the clouds above,

hear her whisper words of love,

you’ll be together before long,

until then, listen to her song.


Richer Than Gold

- Strickland Gillilan

You may have tangible wealth untold;

Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold.

Richer than I you can never be –

I had a Grandmother who read to me.


Grandmother

God looked around his garden

and found an empty space.

Then he looked down upon this earth

And saw your tired face.

He put his arms around you

And lifted you to rest.

God’s garden must be beautiful

He only takes the best.


Her Smile

Though her smile is gone forever

and her hand I cannot touch

I still have so many memories

Of the one I loved so much.

Her memory is now my keepsake

Which I'll never part with.

God has her in her keeping

I have her in my heart.

Sadly missed, but never forgotten.


Memories in the Heart

Feel no guilt in laughter, she knows how much you care.

Feel no sorrow in a smile that she’s not here to share.

You cannot grieve forever, she would not want you to.

She’d hope that you can carry on, the way you always do.

So talk about the good times and the ways you showed you cared.

The days you spent together, all the happiness you shared.

Let memories surround you.


A Tear for Nana

- J. Allen Shaw

Grandmother, when I think about you being gone,

My heart is saddened, and I don’t know how I’ll go on.

You always had time to listen to my complaints,

I’ve said so many times, "That woman’s a saint."

You taught me more about life than anyone at all.

And were always available, anytime I would call.

I shed a tear because my "Nana’s" was gone.

Now somehow I’ll find the strength to go on.


A Grandmother's Love Never Fades

- Amelia Vandergast

The smell of your perfume 

your favorite song on the radio 

it all brings me back to you. 

When my eyes were brand-new 

you were keen to show me the world 

the sights I would see were more than just images in the periphery 

They are rooted in my mind as my fondest memory. 

I recall them when the world seems too much 

or just when I miss your touch 

your soft embraces 

Your love left traces of you inside me. 

I wish I could have known you for longer 

I wish I could have known you when you were younger 

Grandmother Poems From Grandchildren For Funeral

every second with you made me stronger. 

Your love is unforgettable 

it still grows each day 

you live inside of me

even if you’re not around 

to take pride in me.


A Wonderful Grandmother

We had a wonderful grandmother

One who never really grew old

Her smile was made of sunshine

And her heart was solid gold

Her eyes were bright as shining stars

And in her cheeks fair roses you see.

We had a wonderful grandmother,

And that’s the way it will always be.

But take heed, because

She’s still keeping an eye on all of us,

So let’s make sure

She will like what she sees.


The Watcher

- Anne Widdemer

Her thoughts were all so full of us,

She could never forget!

And so I think that where she is

She must still be watching yet.


Gone From Us

Gone from us that smiling face,

The cheerful pleasant ways,

The heart that won so many friends,

In bygone, happy days.

A life made beautiful by kindly deeds,

A helping hand for others’ needs.

To a beautiful life,

Comes a happy end,

She died as she lived,

Everyone’s friend.


You Only Have One Grandmother

You can have one special grandmother

Patient kind and true;

No other friend in all the world,

Will be the same to you.

When other friends forsake you,

To Grandma you will return,

For all her loving kindness,

She asks nothing in return.

As we look upon her picture,

Sweet memories we recall,

Of a face so full of sunshine,

And a smile for one and all.

Sweet Jesus, take this message,

To our dear Grandma up above;

Tell her how we miss her,

And give her all our love.


You’ve Just Walked On Ahead of Me

- Joyce Grenfell

You’ve Just Walked On Ahead of Me

And I’ve got to understand

You must release the ones you love

And let go of their hand.

I try and cope the best I can

But I’m missing you so much

If I could only see you

And once more feel your touch.

Yes, you’ve just walked on ahead of me

Don’t worry I’ll be fine

But now and then I swear I feel

Your hand slipped into mine.


She Is Gone

- David Harkins

You can shed tears that she is gone

Or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she’ll come back

Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left.

Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her

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 her and only that she’s gone

Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on

You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back

Or you can do what she’d want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on


God Looked Around His Garden

- Melissa Shreve

God looked around his garden

And found an empty place

He then looked down upon the earth

And saw your tired face

He put his arms around you

And lifted you to rest.

God’s garden must be beautiful,

He always takes the best.

He knew that you were suffering

He knew you were in pain

He knew that you would never

Get well on earth again.

He saw the road was getting rough

And the hills were hard to climb.

So he closed your weary eyelids

And said, "Peace be thine".

It broke our hearts to lose you

But you didn’t go alone.

For part of us went with you

The day God called you home.


Create the Perfect Online Memorial to Honor Their Lives

Creating an online memorial for a loved one is both therapeutic and helps to keep your loved one’s memories alive. You can personalize your memorial website and share it with friends and family to contribute their own life story recollections of the loved one which can then be passed onto future generations. 



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