Grandmother Death Poem

This poem is for my grandma, Muriel Mansfield, born 9/8/1922 died 9/11/2010. She died in the hospital of heart and kidney failure whilst I was at school. When I got home and found out, I was devastated. Muriel Mansfield was a brilliant grandma and an amazing person who will always have a place in my heart.

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I am in my 50s, and I just lost my grandma on Friday August 24, 2018. I am so lucky that I had her this long. She was 94 years old but had the heart of a lion. She is missed so much already...

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Grandmas Don't Last Forever

Published by Family Friend Poems May 2011 with permission of the Author.

My grandma, oh she was so grand.
I loved the way she'd hold my hand,
and when my troubles they did swarm,
I'd go to her; her heart was warm.

I loved the way she sang always,
but now her face is out of gaze.
I know she's in a better place,
and now she sees God face to face.

It won't be the same now that she's gone,
and I'll find it hard to carry on.
Now she's soaring high above,
she spreads her wings out like a dove.

She sways above to angel voices.
Now in heaven, she rejoices.
She's in a place with lots of care,
and I would like to see her there.

So keep your grandmas close to you,
because you know you need them too,
so make sure you spend time together.
Grandmas do not last forever.

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