Grandmother Death Poem

Poem About Remembering Grandma Through Her Possessions

This a short reflective poem about the first year since the passing of my grandmother. One of the things that I inherited was her beloved white wicker rocking chair.

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Carol, Take you for your kind comment about this poem. I never wrote poetry before my grandmother "Grams" went home in January 2012, but have woken up many times over the past 4 years...

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You're Still Near

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Published: September 2014

Thinking of you while rocking in your chair,
'Bout the moments in life when you were there.
It's the year of firsts since you've been gone,
Each day is another one that begins at dawn.
Time has really flown; it's almost November,
By far the quickest year that I can remember.
You were called to Heaven and no longer here,
But while I rock in this chair you're still near.

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  • Carol Chandler by Carol Chandler, Atlanta
  • 6 years ago

Love this poem. It touched my heart. The death of a loved one touches our lives.
We have hope in heaven. We will see all our loved ones in paradise.
Some sweet day we will see each other. And rejoice forever with God in our side.
Thats my hope eternal.
Amen

  • J Travis Sparks by J Travis Sparks, Indiana
  • 4 years ago

Carol,

Take you for your kind comment about this poem. I never wrote poetry before my grandmother "Grams" went home in January 2012, but have woken up many times over the past 4 years with complete poems on my mind.

Take Care,
J. Travis Sparks

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