Sweet Springtime Melodies
February 25, 2011
Grandma, you taught me so very much,
In your sweet, quiet way.
You taught me to encourage with a smile,
To love without word,
And quietly give myself away.
I remember how you sang like a precious spring-time bird,
Touchingly, melodic, and true,
As your sweet, tender voice sang the familiar hymns,
Your heart seemed to bubble up, from the depths of you.
You left me with gifts that with time will endure.
Precious memories of tenderness, and a heart that was true,
I pray that as I walk through the rest of my days,
These pieces of you will become pieces of me.
I’ll be singing his praises and giving myself quietly away.
(originally Created and Posted 2/25/2011)
(originally Created and Posted 2/25/2011)
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