37+ Poems About Grandmother Death: Mourning, Regret & Grief

Not only grandfathers but also grandmothers are also a part of children’s childhood memories. Grandmother brings hearty meals, delicious cakes, hugs and kisses and always wishes the best for her children and grandchildren. Thus, grandmothers become an important part of everyone’s lives – easy to share and get good advice.

Therefore, the passing of your grandmother is a great loss and cannot be compensate for. The good, happy and loving times of grandmothers become only memories, regrets, and longings. Facing the loss of a grandmother leaves us unable to say goodbye when we are filled with complicated emotions. At that time, poems about the grandmother’s death will help you express your love and grief for your grandmother.

Poems about the grandmother’s death are a wonderful tribute to a loved one. Each poem may be different in length, but it is suitable for reading and sharing feelings when accepting the death of your grandmother. Additionally, these poems can be read at your grandmother’s funeral as we find them appropriate for a memorial service or as a eulogy for your grandmother.

1, Death Is Cursed © France Badnoss Makaveli Mkhwanazi

My grandmother i wish you were there
You use to bring smile in my darkest days
But now you are gone
Nobody will understand me the way you use to
U were always bring smile in face
No matter how hard situation use to be
U were trying with all your power
To bring brighter in my darkest
I will always miss you
The dreams that u left i will fulfill
Memories give me strength I need to processed
Even tho you are gone but you still with me
Every step I take
Every move I made
Every single day
Am missing you
I cursed the death the day you left

2, A Poem For My Dearest Grandmother © Nylasha Miller

5:55 am 24 hours after you died.
The hardest thing I had to see.
The unbearable feeling I had to feel.
Watching you take your last breath I wish I can unsee it.
It’s was my duty to hold your hand until God called you home.
Knowing he took all your pain away makes my heart smile.
But knowing I will never hear your voice again makes my soul and spirit cry.
5:55 am the number I will never want to see again.
Dreaming of you with positive thoughts.
All I can see and feel is you.
Your love spoke volume.
5:55am I lost my mother
My grandmother
My father
My best friend
Never thinking you would ever leave me
5:55am the time of death
Breaking down on the floor wishing you come back
Crying and screaming saying no not my nana
But hearing you say you was ready
was the signal that GOD was preparing a bed for you
5:55 am lost for words feeling like I went mute
We love and miss you always and forever
Now you are at rest / peace
With your memories that lives within us
Thank you for your love and spirit
Your humor and beautiness
5:55 am the moments I finally had to let go and say goodbye
Goodbye ma!!
I love you with all of my heart

3, Grandma © Dan

From my beginning until your end,
You were by my side, my first best friend.
I never expressed it when you were here
Though my love and admiration were sincere.
Not a day goes by that I don’t think of you.
You taught me more than I ever knew.
You gave me reason to continue the fight,
Saying a better day comes after the night.
Where would I be were you not around?
Likely adrift in the sea of life, drowned.
I am forever grateful for your love,
And I know you’re looking down from above.

4, Missing You, Nan © Sarah Harrison

The years will always roll on by
and time will always pass,
but every memory I have of you
will definitely always last.

I like to smile when I think of you.
I try not to be sad.
It’s pretty easy to do
with all the good times that we’ve had.

But sometimes I can’t help it,
and memories leak out of my eyes,
and I quickly try to brush them away.
I know you wouldn’t want me to cry.

I don’t know how it’s possible,
but I love you more now than I did then,
and I really cannot wait until
the day that I see you again.

Because, Nan, I know I would take hold of you
and never ever let you go.
Every day that passes by
I miss you more and more.

5, Death of a Grandmother © Howard Moss

As breath may disappear before the mouth,
She died, before the winter could revive
Such images of death; affection’s serfs,
Now exiles, crowded round her feudal bed,
Stiff homage wedded to her simple self;
So everything we wept for was, in weeping, false.

Her pardons were all innocent, unlike
Ourselves, who thought then of being kinder.
She gave forgiveness with no forfeit claimed,
Naming our names with love; not understanding
Even was necessary. They buried her then
Among the tilted stones. The earth possessed her name.

I remember the coffin mechanically drawn
Down from our eyesight, and the flying earth
Impatient for entombment; as it fell,
I knew the paradisal eyes would be
Dust’s liquor and the worm’s advancing will;
I wept, for centuries had gone from me.

The house is empty now. Sea sounds sift in.
If something is not gone, then nothing is.
Collecting sleep, I hear the statues rise;
At midnight up the ruminating stairs
I hear her walking with the quiet tread
Of images that linger and cannot be laid:

I think of years we took to graft the mind,
Of what I will become that she has willed,
Of how her body lies upon the rotting wind.
Such breath was wasted, and such Will will breathe,
For toward her exile all our shadows move
Even in death saying something about love.

6, Grandmother Eliza © Nora Marks Dauenhauer

My grandmother Eliza
was the family surgeon.
Her scalpel made from a pocketknife
she kept in a couple of pinches of snoose.
She saved my life by puncturing
my festering neck twice with her knife.
She saved my brother’s life twice
when his arm turned bad.
The second time she saved him
was when his shoulder turned bad.
She always made sure
she didn’t cut an artery.
She would feel around for days
finding the right spot to cut.
When a doctor found out
she saved my brother’s life
he warned her,
“You know you could go to jail for this?”

Her intern, my Auntie Anny, saved my life
when I cut a vessel on my toe.
While my blood was squirting out
she went out into the night
and cut and chewed the bark
of plants she knew.
She put the granules of chewed up bark
on my toe before the eyes of the folks
who came to console my mother
because I was bleeding to death.
Grandma’s other intern, Auntie Jennie,
saved our uncle’s life when his son
shot him through the leg by accident.
A doctor warned her, too,
when he saw how she cured.
Her relative cured herself of diabetes.
Now, the doctors keep on asking,
“How did you cure yourself?”

7, My Grandmother © Victoria L. Payne

In my rose garden of memories,
I see you standing there,
An angel in disguise,
Who taught me how to care.

I long to hear your voice
for real – not in my dreams.
I am missing you so much these days.
How empty my world seems.

People say time heals all wounds,
that someday the pain will subside,
but Grandma, I can tell you
I think they must have lied.

The emptiness I am feeling now
is strong and I am weak.
These days go by without you,
so dreary and so bleak.

In my rose garden of memories
I know you’ll always be,
for though you’re gone from this mortal world,
in my heart you’ll always be.

8, Making Apple Sauce with My Dead Grandmother © Bianca Stone

I dig her up and plop her down in a wicker chair.
She’s going to make apple sauce and I’m going to get drunk.
She’s cutting worms out of the small green apples from the back yard
and I’m opening up a bottle. It erects like a tower
in the city of my mouth.

The way she makes apple sauce it has ragged
strips of skin and spreads thickly over toast.
It’s infamous; eating it is as close to God as I’m going to get,
but I don’t tell her. There’s a dishtowel wrapped around her head
to keep her jaw from falling slack—

Everything hurts.
But I don’t tell her that either. I have to stand at the callbox
and see what words I can squeeze in. I’m getting worried.
If I dig her up and put her down in the wicker chair
I’d better be ready for the rest of the family

to make a fuss. I better bring her back right.
The whole house smells of cinnamon and dust.
We don’t speak. She’s piling the worms up in a bowl
and throwing them back into the yard.

9, Grandmother © Lostsoul

I’ve known you since I was young
The one that showered me with gifts and love
As I got older our relationship progressed
You got over my outer appearance and accepted what I was trying to express
You soon became a bestest of friends to me
I can tell you anything about life, love and misery
Every Black Friday we start our Christmas baking
What we have together get stronger with that entire cookie making
I find it amazing how much we share in core beliefs
And also find that opening up to you is such a sweet relief
As the days pass I know you’re not getting any younger and one day the time will come
For me to say good bye to you and lose my only mum
I wish I could give you a marriage to fuss and plan for
I wanted to give you a grandchild to have someone to love even more
But those cards aren’t in my future and life
Just like I know I’ll never be a wife
I miss you already knowing one day you’ll breathe you last breath
But you’re mine to love for now, until the day of your death

10, Sleep Now, Nana © Alexandra Burrows

Although I cannot see you,
I feel your presence near.
I will hold you close in memory
Till I drop my very last tear.

So sleep now with the angels,
And let your golden heart rest.
Although our hearts are broken,
We know GOD took the best.

So dance beyond those golden gates,
And join your loving mum.
I’ll see you when I’m sleeping
And pray for you to come.

And although this pain is painful,
And I really don’t wanna let you go,
I’ll wait for death to take me, Nan,
So we can together one day glow.

Until that day, I’ll close my eyes
and see your smiling face.
I’ll lock you up inside me heart
Until we again embrace.

So rest now, my beautiful Nana.
I’ll never forget how much you have done.
So until my hand meets yours again,
Sleep now in the sun.

11, Grandma © Unknown

You fed me well, you made me strong.
You taught me to know right from wrong.
You made me feel that I belong.
You showed me the value of a song.
You gave me life, you gave me love.
You always knew the way I feel.
You used the words you thought might heal.
You convinced me it was no big deal.
Your advice would keep it real.
You gave me life, you gave me love.
Broken hearts you liked to mend.
It was not in your nature to offend.
Birthday cards you’d always send.
You knew the value of family and friends.
You give me life, you give me love.
You left me now, you’ve gone away.
I’m left behind, I have to stay.
So I’ll just have to pray.
I’ll meet you again another day.
You always had that ‘special touch’.
I loved you so very, very much.
You gave me life, you gave me love.
Please watch over me from above.

12, Remember Me © Unknown

Remember me with smiles not tears,
For all the joy through all the years.
Recall the closeness that was ours,
A love as “sweet” as fragrant flowers.
Don’t dwell on thoughts that cause you pain,
We’ll see each other once again.
I am at peace…try to believe,
It was my time…I had to leave.
But “what a view”, I have from here,
I see your face, I feel you near,
I follow you throughout the day,
You’re not alone along the way.
And when god calls you…you will be ,
Right by my side… right here with me.
Till then, I’ll wait by heaven’s door,
We’ll be united… evermore!

13, Grandmother © Unknown

As our journey together ends
We will be at your side through
The long night vigil
We will walk with you through
The valley of lengthening shadows
Loving and comforting you.
But as your journey takes a turn
On the road we’ve never traveled
We must let you go
Than you for leaving us with memories to
Mend our broken hearts
Joy comes in the morning
Because now you are home.

While we honor all our mothers
With words of love and praise.
While we tell about their goodness
And their kind and loving ways.
We should also think of Grandma,
she’s a mother too, you see….
For she mothered my dear mother
As my mother mother’d me.

14, Grandma © Ilona M. Blake

Grandma is one special angel, a
Really gentle, beautiful soul.
Angel of God, so pure and whole.
Never leave me, stay close by.
Dance with Grandpa up in the sky.
Miss you today, miss you tomorrow.
Always and forever, I’ll feel such sorrow.

15, To Grandmother With Love © Anon

I had an angel here beside me,
Sent to Earth to help and guide me,
An angel always there for me
Sent to love and care for me.
She did the things that angels should:
She taught me what was bad and good,
She gave me hope when no one cared,
She held my hand when I was scared,
She cheered me up when I was down
(She could make a smile from a frown),
She doctored me when I was sick,
And many another angel trick.
Today my angel earned her wings
Her harp, halo and other things.
But today I am lost and all alone
For today God took my grandma home.

16, Remembering Grandmother © Michele Meleen

Grandma, Gigi, Gam Gam,
Remember all her names.
A matriarch to our family,
Never selfish or vain.
Dear grandma, we remember your:
Mothering spirit,
Open heart, and
Tempting recipes.
Hugs and kisses will be missed, but
Everything about you will be
Remembered.

17, Grandma’s Life Lessons © Michele Meleen

Grandma’s life lessons are simple
she’s shown them through and through.
Grandma’s life lessons are ample
and they’re yours if you choose, too.

Lesson One: Love everyone.
Lesson Two: Love them true.
Lesson Three: Love them equally.

Lesson Four: Never close doors.
Lesson Five: Help them thrive.
Lesson Six: Always offer a fix.

If you follow Grandma’s life lessons,
your life will be happy and sweet.
If you follow Grandma’s life lessons,
your life will be fulfilling and complete.

18, Grandma’s Departure © Lenora McWhorter

Grandma’s room is empty; she moved away.
She departed this life and is gone to stay.
There was no struggle, but with great ease
she closed her eyes and took her leave.

My Grandma was one sweet, loving soul.
I had no doubt where she would go.
We all knew Grandma walked with God
and bound for heaven to get her reward.

No way we can know the lives she touched
because that gracious soul gave so much.
She would share her flour, sugar or meal
or say a prayer to get your body healed.

We had many talks as she sipped her tea.
She shared years of wisdom with me.
She taught me family values and to be kind,
but she always had Jesus on her mind.

“You need the Lord,” is what she would say.
“You can’t make it in this world no other way.”
Then grandma kneeled and bowed her head
and a stirring prayer she always said.

“Lord Jesus, I want to talk to you awhile
to ask you please bless this precious child.”
Then she asked the Lord to watch over me
and to please make me what I ought to be.

My life is shaped by grandma’s prayers,
and I’m thankful for her being there.
Her love was evident in so many ways
in her kind words and on her smiling face.

Grandma’s leaving is heaven’s gain,
but one day I will see her again.
Because the Jesus that Grandma knew,
she made sure I got to know too.

19, Grandma © Michele S. Reeves

Grandma,
A baby cradled in your arms…
Teaching me your gentle charms.
Growing up with you by my side…
Learning from you never to lie.
To understand and not judge too…
Love and kindness I also learned from you.
Through the years you watched me grow…
Teaching me everything I’d need to know.
Listening to every word I’ve said…
And every word I’ve wrote you’ve read.
You’ve been there for me to the end…
Until the day for you, God did send.
Now you watch me from up above…
Shining down on me your heavenly love.
I will miss you with all my heart…
Thank you for being there from the start.

20, Light After Dark © Nurul Naiimah

As I sat by my window,
Looking out at the grey sky.
Tears rolled down my cheeks,
As its finally time to say goodbye.

Goodbye to a friend
Who was always there.
Goodbye to a family
Who always showed care.

Someone whom I turn to,
I don’t know how to move on.
Someone whom I relate to,
But now you’re gone.

But then a blue bird came,
And sat by my window.
The sun starts shining,
And evaporated all my sorrow.

Good memories came
To wash away the sadness.
Mended my heart
And filled it with gladness.

I wiped away my tears
And now that you’re gone.
I can’t give up now
I have to move on.

21, Legacy of Love © Unknown

A wife, a mother, a grandma too,
This is the legacy we have from you
You taught us love and how to fight
You gave us strength, you gave us might.
A stronger person would be hard to find,
And in your heart you were always kind.
You fought for us all in one way or another
Not just as a wife not just as a mother.
For all of us you gave your best
And now the time has come for you to rest.
So go in peace, you’ve earned your sleep,
Your love in our hearts we’ll eternally keep.

22, Grandmother © Ashley Sifuentes

My heart never felt so much pain.
The sky came together and dropped lots of rain.
I thought my life was coming to an end.
All I know is I will never give in.
You were the reason I became who I am.
You hold my life in the palm of your hand.
You showed me right from wrong,
But the day you died, everything went wrong.
You knew me oh so well.
The day you died, my heart fell.
I will never forget you until I die.
Maybe someday we will meet up in the sky.
I know the Lord took you ’cause it was time,
But he should have let me say the right goodbye.
I think of you from day to day,
Wondering what you would think of me today.

23, Grandmother © Unknown

A name not to take lightly
For you are like a mother
Your words of wisdom pour out
They compare to no other

Through your many expressions
You teach me kindness and prayer
Your morals and values
Are breaths of fresh air

You enhance my belief
Beyond the moon and the stars
Your thoughts and your stories
Tattoo memories on my heart

Memories of happiness and love
I’m left with an awestruck mind
Of your views on what’s above
With an eternal design

I’m so blessed
To have someone so wonderful and true
To guide me through life
I’m blessed to have you.

24, In Memory of Grandma © Michele Meleen

Memories grow
and memories fade,
But memories of Grandma
never go away.

Her smile rests in mine,
her hands help me sew,
her love fills my heart,
her spirit runs through my soul.

In memory of Grandma,
the trunk of my tree,
I live my life as her legacy.

25, Grandmas Don’t Last Forever © Daniel Stewart

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.

26, Grandma My Guardian Angel © Michele Meleen

Grandma, my angel
I know you’ll guide me always
from Heaven above.

27, Full of Life © Saleema Lookman

You weren’t like other grandmothers
Who let their age impact their way of life.
You continued doing the things you loved
Until the very end.
Always active,
Always vibrant,
And always ready to bring a smile to my face.
Grandma, your full life touched so many.
You will never be forgotten.

28, Gramma © Dwight A. Swan

A part of Gramma is a part of me.
A part of love, a part of family,
To share a laugh,
To shed a tear,
A time to reflect on yesteryear.

A time together,
A time apart,
A moment to express
The love in my heart.

You’re in my prayers.
You’re in my heart.
My dearest Gramma,
You’ll be missed a lot.

29, Remember © Christina Rossetti

Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plann’d:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad.

30, Who the Heart Beats For © Cindy Cherie

He runs his fingertips over my walls like
they’re the most exquisite thing he’s ever seen.
It’s ironic is it not? Who the heart beats for?

I hide my vulnerabilities from him not for fear
of falling but because I know one day I will.

And I know what that feels like; to watch the
one you ache for fall like rain and not feel a
single drop, to finally see all the love inside
them and realise it was never meant for you.

31, Grandma © Mary Elizabeth

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there. I did not die.

32, Funeral Blues © W. H. Auden

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.
Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.
He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.
The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

33, Pathways © Rainer Maria Rilke

Understand, I’ll slip quietly
away from the noisy crowd
when I see the pale
stars rising, blooming, over the oaks.

I’ll pursue solitary pathways
through the pale twilit meadows,
with only this one dream:
You come too.

34, The More Loving One © W. H. Auden

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.

35, You’re Still Near © J. Travis Sparks

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.

36, Up-Hill © Christina Rossetti

Does the road wind up-hill all the way?
Yes, to the very end.
Will the day’s journey take the whole long day?
From morn to night, my friend.

But is there for the night a resting-place?
A roof for when the slow dark hours begin.
May not the darkness hide it from my face?
You cannot miss that inn.

Shall I meet other wayfarers at night?
Those who have gone before.
Then must I knock, or call when just in sight?
They will not keep you standing at that door.

Shall I find comfort, travel-sore and weak?
Of labour you shall find the sum.
Will there be beds for me and all who seek?
Yea, beds for all who come.

37, Sonnet 19 © William Shakespeare

Devouring Time, blunt thou the lion’s paws,
And make the earth devour her own sweet brood;
Pluck the keen teeth from the fierce tiger’s jaws,
And burn the long-liv’d Phoenix in her blood;
Make glad and sorry seasons as thou fleets,
And do whate’er thou wilt, swift-footed Time,
To the wide world and all her fading sweets;
But I forbid thee one more heinous crime:
O, carve not with thy hours my love’s fair brow,
Nor draw no lines there with thine antique pen!
Him in thy course untainted do allow
For beauty’s pattern to succeeding men.
Yet do thy worst, old Time! Despite thy wrong
My love shall in my verse ever live young.