Poet: C. A. Lynch
Memories of Grandma linger on,
Darling days of love and joy.
Of laughter, wisdom, stories shared;
We sadly recall her smiling face.
No longer can we hug her tight,
Our dearest Granny is no more.
But in our hearts we know that she's
Beyond in a better place than this.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
In my heart, you will always be
Grandma, you are now set free
Up in heaven with God whom you love
Singing, and dancing up above.
You gave me love and comfort to
I am not sure what I'll do without you
I will miss you each and every day
You impacted my life in many ways.
We celebrate your life this day
But we will miss your loving ways.
Watch over us from heaven we do pray
We know that you are okay.
Poems for Grandma's funeral:
Memorial Poems
Funeral Poems To Say Goodbye
Christian Poems On Death
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Grandma, we miss you each and every day,
Your loving presence is no longer here to stay.
A heart full of warmth you kept very near
Soft hugs, singing songs, and drying of tears.
You passed away so calm and serene,
We love the life you left behind ever so keen.
Though you are gone from here on earth,
In our hearts a place forever yours from birth.
Goodbye, Grandma;
Forever in our hearts we will hold thee dear.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Our Grandma was always there for us;
No matter what life had in store.
Her warm and gentle heart could mend,
Broken hearts and broken bones.
She gave us wisdom, love, and calm,
Guidance from a graceful soul;
Her smile we thought would never end,
Time always for her grandkids as a whole.
Poems of Comfort:
Sympathy Poems
Condolence Poems
Poet: Unknown
Oh, softly wave the silver hair
From off that aged brow!
That crown of glory worn so long
A fitting crown is now.
Fold reverently the weary hands
That toiled so long and well;
And while your tears of sorrow fall,
Let sweet thanksgiving swell.
That life-work, stretching o'er long years,
A varied web has been,
With silver strands by sorrow wrought,
And sunny gleams between.
These silver hairs stole softly on,
Like flakes of falling snow,
That wrap the green earth lovingly
When autumn breezes blow.
Each silver hair, each wrinkle there,
Records some good deed done -
Some flower she cast along the way,
Some spark from love's bright sun.
How bright she always made her home!
It seemed as if the floor
ere always flecked with spots of sun,
And barred with brightness o'er.
The very falling of her step
Made music as she went;
A loving song was on her lips,
The song of full content.
And now, in later years, her word
Has been a blessed thing
In many a home, where glad she saw
Her children's children spring.
Her widowed life has happy been,
With brightness born of heaven;
So pearl and gold in drapery fold
The sunset couch at even.
Oh, gently fold the weary hands
That toiled so long and well!
The spirit rose to angel-bands
When off earth's mantle fell.
She's safe within her Father's house,
Where many mansions be;
Oh, pray that thus such rest may come,
Dear heart, to thee and me!
Poems About Grandma
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Her smile was comforting, and full of love,
Grandma watched us grow with pride from above.
We laughed, played and shared so many memories,
Blessed to have her life intertwined with ours in eternity.
She brought joy wherever she went, the world brighter when she smiled,
Her wise advice helped form the paths we walked and the choices we made for a while.
Her generosity spread love to family near and far,
Though our tears fill our eyes now Grandma still remains in our heart.
We miss her presence so much no words can explain,
But we take comfort knowing Grandma is not in pain.
Poet: C. A. Lynch
Grandma, as I bid final farewell to you,
My heart is heavy and sore.
Your generous loving ways
Will be felt evermore.
We had so many memories together,
Laughter and smiles you always embraced;
Your legacy of kindness and grace
Will stay with us always in this place.
Though you are gone here on Earth now,
You will live on in our hearts.
Goodbye sweet Grandma, we must part ways -
We know we will see you in heaven some day.
Quotes About Grandma
Poet: Alfred Tennyson
There on her bier she sleeps!
E'en yet her face its native sweetness keeps.
Ye need not mourn above that faded form;
Her soul defies the ravage of the worm;
Her better half has sought its heavenly rest,
Unstained, unharmed, unfettered, unoppressed;
And far above all worldly pain and woe,
She sees that God she almost saw below.
She trod the path of virtue from her birth,
And finds in heaven what she sought on earth;
She wins the smile of her eternal King,
And sings his praise where kindred angels sing.
Her holy patience, her unshaken faith,
How well they smoothed the rugged path of Death!
She met his dread approach without alarm,
For heaven in prospect makes the spirit calm.
In steadfast trust and Christian virtue strong,
Hope on her brow, and Jesus on her tongue;
Her faith, like Stephen's, softened her distress -
Scarce less her anguish, scarce her patience less!
