Grandmother Death Poem
This poem was written for my grandmother the morning after she had passed. It was read at her funeral and put in her casket with her. She meant everything to me and was my best friend. She was the greatest woman I have ever met. I love her dearly and will miss her dearly.
Dearest Grandma
©
Kari Rosenstiel
I am laying here writing this letter to you,
Because I have nothing else to do.
I think about you dearly,
It is seen very clearly
You meant so much to me.
Teaching me to be everything I can be.
I treasure every moment we have had
And I am so glad
For all the things that I have learned from you
Teaching me always to be true
Teaching me wrong from right
Helping me to shine bright
Teaching me how to cook
Telling me to read a book
Teaching me to be strong
And not worry when things go wrong
With all the problems, you helped me get through
I am who I am because of you
I am going to miss you each and every day
But the memories I have had with you will stay
I am going to miss not talking to you on the phone
And having you listen to me moan
I am going to miss our long talks
And the times we went for walks
I am going to miss not holding you in my arms
And all of your charms
But I know you will be here
Each and every year
Until the time we will meet again
And be together till the end
I love you Grandma Jo.
My grandma, my pal, my friend, my hero
Because I have nothing else to do.
I think about you dearly,
It is seen very clearly
You meant so much to me.
Teaching me to be everything I can be.
I treasure every moment we have had
And I am so glad
For all the things that I have learned from you
Teaching me always to be true
Teaching me wrong from right
Helping me to shine bright
Teaching me how to cook
Telling me to read a book
Teaching me to be strong
And not worry when things go wrong
With all the problems, you helped me get through
I am who I am because of you
I am going to miss you each and every day
But the memories I have had with you will stay
I am going to miss not talking to you on the phone
And having you listen to me moan
I am going to miss our long talks
And the times we went for walks
I am going to miss not holding you in my arms
And all of your charms
But I know you will be here
Each and every year
Until the time we will meet again
And be together till the end
I love you Grandma Jo.
My grandma, my pal, my friend, my hero
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