I Called Her Grandma

We lost my grandma.  Almost 2 years to the day after my grandpa passed. 

This is the poem I wrote for the service. Hokey poems were my grandpa's thing. I wrote one for him so I felt it only fitting to write one for her as well. Of course, I won't be reading it myself because I'll be a blubbering mess.

I Called Her Grandma

Some folks called her Lillie
Others called her Maye
I called her my grandma
I am very pleased to say

My kids called her MeeMaw
She was so proud of those boys
She really loved to show them off
It brought her such great joy

Still others called her their Sister,
Auntie, Granny or their Mom
There were so many names
By which she had been known

Whatever it was you called her
I’m sure, like me, you will miss
Her sweet laugh (with that tremble)
And her wet, sloppy kiss

She is in a better place right now
At peace with others who she loved
It is a comfort knowing
She is with the Lord above

Some folks called her Lillie
Others called her Maye
But to me she was Grandma
And I’d have it no other way