• All the things you used to do
    Cooking dinner on Sunday
    Making homemade stew
    Sitting for hours
    Telling us tales
    Of how poor Jonah
    Was swallowed by the whale
    Working in your garden
    Pulling all the weeds
    Wiping sweat from your brow
    And gently planting seeds
    You are a special Grandma
    One that we adore
    You taught us right from wrong
    And so very much more.

    Grandma I remember
    When you would sing a song
    You would encourage
    Us all to sing along
    And you would sit and rock
    And read the Bible
    While we would play
    I can still see it
    As you held it in your hands
    Well worn from all your reading
    And learning of God's plans
    Grandma, I remember
    Don't worry about me
    You taught us all so well
    Years ago upon your knee