Funeral poems for grandma requests come to me often. During the first week of December, I received an email from an 18-year-old young woman who asked my help in finding her a granddaughter to grandmother funeral poem for her grandma’s funeral. It happened to be the anniversary of the loss of my Mom, Nana, and the birthday of my late mother-in-law. It brought deep emotions I hadn’t felt in a while.

Funeral Poems for Grandma

Kirsty, the grandchild, also had a close relationship with her grandma who had died unexpectedly. She didn’t have a chance to say goodbye, as I wasn’t able to say goodbye to the women closest to me.  The granddaughter searched through many funeral poems for grandma, but was unable to find the right one. Our grandmas are unique, so it is very understandable that it is a difficult task.

Writing Funeral Poems for Grandma

I wrote back to Kirsty and told her I would try to help her either by writing a poem or finding one with the thoughts she had included with her email. It is difficult for me to write a granddaughter to grandma funeral poem, not knowing the grandmother or granddaughter and the memories they shared.

In the meantime, my advice to this lovely, young woman was to try to write one from her heart or take a poem and personalize it. Whatever she wrote would be the perfect poem because it was from her. Words from the heart are always beautiful.

Combine Funeral Poems to Create One for Grandma

I combined two poems and added words of my own to give it a beginning and ending to create a granddaughter to grandma funeral poem…

Grandma, I didn’t get a chance
To tell you my goodbye.
God took you very suddenly
Sadly, I don’t know why.

I thought of you with love today,
But that is nothing new.
I thought about you yesterday,
And days before that too.

I think of you in silence,
I often speak your name.
All I have are memories,
And your picture in a frame.

Your memory is my keepsake,
With which I’ll never part.
God has you in his keeping,
I have you in my heart.

{Wings of the Angels
By Tim Chambers}

A gentle wind blew across the land
Reaching out to take a hand
For on the winds the angels came
Calling out a mother’s name.

Left behind, her children’s tears
Loving memories of the years
Of joy and love, a life well spent
And now to God a mother’s sent.

On angel’s wings, a heavenly flight
The journey home, towards the light.
To those who weep, a life is gone,
But in God’s love, ’tis but the dawn.


Spread your ever deserving wings,
Grandma, my angel above.
Please look down and watch over me,
Guide with eternal love.
Until we meet at Heaven’s door,
I’ll miss you ever more.

Kirsty chose the poem, “I’m Free” and personalized it for her Grandma:

Don’t grieve for Grandma, for now she’s free
Grandma’s following the path God has laid you see.
She took His hand when she heard him call
Grandma turned her back and left it all.
She could not stay another day
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way
Grandma found that peace at the close of day.
If her parting has left a void
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss
Oh yes, these things Grandma too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
Grandma wishes you the sunshine of tomorrow.
Her life’s been full, she savored much
Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.
Perhaps Grandma’s time seemed all too brief
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts and peace to thee
God gave Grandma wings and let her fly free.

The day before the funeral, Kirsty wrote to me:
Just wanted to say thank you again. the funeral is tomorrow. It’s going to be hard but I know I need to be brave for her. This poem is my way to say goodbye.

Kirsty wrote to me after the funeral:
I did it and I’m glad I did. It’s been a very emotional day, but at the same time a good day if that makes sense. Chatted, laughed and cried – considering the situation the day went really well.

My reply to Kirsty was:
I’m so glad you feel that way. It is good. Funerals are a celebration
of life. Today you honored your Grandma. I’m sure she is looking down on
you with great pride.

You’re welcome, but you are the one who followed through with what you
felt was important. It is a sign of maturity. If you ever need to reach out
to someone, I’m here.

Kirsty gave me permission to share this with you in hopes that it may help you. I know this Christmas must have been difficult for her, as it was with the passing of our Mom-Mom this year. For all my visitors searching for just the right poems for the special ones in your lives that are now with you in spirit, my heart is with you this holiday season.

If anyone has written or has favorite funeral poems for grandma, please share to ease the pain of others.