Funeral Poem for Family

Friend

A friend and grandmother has perished and she is intensely missed.

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© Randy D. Vaughn

Published on February 2006

My Grandmother

Their was a friend that I cherished
But now that she had perished
I feel lost without her
She was my Grandmother

I still remember how she held me
When I felt sad or lonely
She always knew how
To cheer me up when I was down
She was my best friend

She taught me everything
Taught me to talk and even walk
She was always there for me
Oh how much I miss her

She was my Grandmother
My grandmother was a beautiful angel
With a golden glittering halo over her head
With a caring heart, she helped with pride
When there was a problem she did not hide
She was special to me

I know she is proud of me
Watching from the great blue skies above
Putting in a good word for me
When it's my time to come
she was my Grandmother

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