
18/07/2025
At a recent service, a touching poem was read by a Granddaughter for her beloved Grandad. A true cricketer through and through.
The poem, written especially for him, was read with such love and pride:
“Grandad, the Cricketer”
The pitch is still, the game is done,
But Grandad’s innings was well won.
A batter strong, a bowler true,
There wasn’t much he couldn’t do.
Through sunlit games and cheers so loud,
He made us all so deeply proud.
Each run he scored, each ball he threw,
Was played with heart—he always knew
That life, like cricket, needs its care,
Its patience, joy, and love to share.
Off the field, his greatest pride
Was family standing by his side.
Now heaven calls its finest player,
But we’ll remember him forever.
For in our hearts, his innings stay—
Our Grandad’s love won’t fade away.
Personal poems like this can add something truly special to a service, capturing the unique memories and love shared with those we hold dear. 💚🏏