Grandmothers. Poems. Loss.


This Is Not My Mother, But It Is Of Her Era. I Have a PIcture of Her With a Bow Just Like This

My Mom’s birthday was April 14.

I lost her in 2003, two-and-a-half years after a debilitating stroke.

She never lived alone again.


If Flowers Grow in Heaven

If flowers grow in heaven Lord,

then pick a bunch for me then

place them in my mother’s arms

and tell her they’re from me.

Tell her that I love and miss her

And when she turns to smile,

Place a kiss upon her cheek and

hold her for awhile.


This poem comes from Mother Grandmother Poems at

At this site, you can select any of their poems and have them engraved on a card of your choosing, with a photo of your Mom or Grandma, suitable for a funeral service.

Click here to go to funeralprogram-site.


Carol Covin, “Granny-Guru”

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