Grandmother Death Poem

From a place high above,
Where angels float in the sky,
To the very ground I walk on,
My Nanna watches over me,
Every step I take,
Leading me in the right direction,
Showing me the way.

Even though I know that she is in my heart,
I wish she could be here watching me,
As I develop into a beautiful young woman.

No matter what,
No matter how far away she might be,
She is still my hero,
For she has changed me.

The death of my guardian angel,
Was the hardest year of my life,
Even though she moved to the best place in the world.

I thought my life was over,
I did not get to see her often,
Because we lived so far away,
But even then she meant the world to me,

She knew no wrong.
Always wanting what was best for everyone,
Never putting herself ahead,
I've never met a better person,
To help me walk my way,
I never thought I’d get through this,
And still haven't today,
But knowing she’s always with me.
Makes me stronger in my everyday life.

You see, my Nanna died four years ago,
When I was only but ten,
And how the pain hit me,
I thought it would never end,
But now her spirit is with me,
And I know she’s living a better life,
Sleeping with the angels,
In her comfy bed at night.
Sleeping With The Angels by Tanya E. Fowler @FamilyFriendPoems

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