Best Sadgrandmother Poems


Grandma's Old Ring

Grandma's old ring

Everyday grandma put on
A diamond ring
With words engraved 
On the back.

I never got a chance to see these words
For they were always hidden.

I built up courage 
To ask my beloved grandmother about this beautiful ring,
Her crystal eyes filled with tears
As a knot tied in my stomach,
"This ring was given to me by your grandfather,
My husband,
Before he was killed in war.
I've kept it for many years as a memory."

She took this jewel off her frail hand
And with a swift motion 
Set it down on a table.

Crying tears of agony
She rest her head 
On my shoulder.

Where the Roses Bloom

She looks out the window
From her old rocking chair
With wrinkles on her face
And gray in her hair

She talks about her roses
And, as she smiles, she'll say
"Those roses are pefect,
God made them that way"

"They're more than just flowers,
They're a symbol of love;
"A gift from on High
From the Father above"

"The thorns will remind us,
Of the pain that He bore;
"And its petals, the beauty
Of Heavens sweet shore"

"My time is near over,
I'll be leaving here soon;
"And I want you to bury me,
Where the roses bloom"

My grandmother showered us 
In the love that she gave
And there's three dozen roses
That now cover her grave
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