Grandmother The many wonderful friends that came to see you had many things to say They told of all the wonderful things You've done, each and every day. You were like a mother to more Than us, they'll miss you one and all But, we all know that god needed you So you He had to call. You'll spend the rest of your days In god's wonderful, beautiful land While we're down here on earth Will try to understand. We'll try to live like you had done Before you were to go We try to be and live like you but I'm afraid we're learning slow. So now as you look down from above Upon your former home You'll know that we'll be thinking Of you, no matter where we roam.