Grandmother Poem

I wrote this poem for my grandmother who passed away Feb. 10, 2005. No words in the world can express just how much I miss her!!!

My Grandma Was Special

© Mandy Bauer
My grandma was special in everyway,
She made me smile everyday.
And she was always there for me,
Especially in my time of need.

She was the one I ran to,
When I didn't know what to do,
And she was the one who was always there,
When no one else seemed to care.

When I was down,
She made me smile,
And that smile,
Lasted a while.

My grandma was not just my grandma,
She was my best friend,
She was my heart,
And the day she died,
My world fell apart.

I love and miss you grandma!!!


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Published: Aug 2008

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  • Today is the 10 year anniversary of my g-ma's death.... seems like yesterday and I still wait for her phone call EVERY DAY! She was my best friend and will always be.... my world and life hasn't been the same since that night she left us... I should feel blessed that I had her for 28 years but I'm selfish and wish she was still with me... I wont ever get over losing her... I don't even know how to start.. I haven't accepted her death and I know I should but how?

    cheryl Submitted Aug 2008
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  • The 9 year anniversary of my grandmas passing.. We would talk everyday I still want to pick up the phone and call her to see how she is doing. She was my bestfriend, and more was a mom to me than anything I was called grammas girl and I still am no matter that she's in heaven. I had her in my life for 31 yrs and I am blessed to have loved her as she loved me…

    Lisa Submitted May 2009
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  • It is only been 11 months since my grandma has died. she was my best friend, she was more like a mother to me than a grandma. everyone says that I was her pick. I miss her so much and words can never explain the way I feel about her.

    anjelica Submitted Aug 2009
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  • My grandmother died the Feb.. 5 2010 she was my number one I loved her so much and it tore my world apart. I mean I just hit my knees and cried when the doctors told me she was gone and I still cry everyday. She was my hero, there for me when no one else loved me,when no one else did cried with me. When I was sad she was always there, and I miss her so much.

    Jamid Submitted Jun 2010
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  • My Gram/Mom passed away 2 weeks ago. She raised me, and will always be my best friend. She loved me always and truly, and like no one else ever will. I don't know how to go one without her. She was my world, and I saw her every single day. Now she's gone. I love you more than anything, my love, my wonderful Gram.

    Melissa Submitted Nov 2010
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  • My grandmother passed away on Feb. 5, 2009. She was my hero. the day she died I did as well. For three years she was fading but I acted as if it wasn't happening. I just want her back. I can't wait to see her in Heaven. She was really all I had. Every time I needed someone to wipe away my tears she was there, when I needed someone for anything, she was there. We could all use someone like her. It took 5 weeks after her death for me to even say a word to anyone. I now go to her grave and talk to the wind a lot. I really miss her.

    Baby Goodwin, Oklahoma Submitted Dec 2010
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  • It's almost 10 months since I've lost my gram. My heart hurts every day. I have been told its gets easier....I don't see it getting any easier. My youngest daughter just turned a year old when she passed...a year. She never got to really know her like my older children. She was like my mother she was all I had left. It just hurts so bad...this poem is exactly how I feel...thanks!

    Carley Submitted Aug 2011
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  • My gran died 47 years ago, but still miss her, I loved her dearly, I was 10 years old when she died. I still remember baking with her, she knew the recipe out her head, unfortunately did not write the recipe down.

    East London South Africa Submitted 7/3/2014
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