I see the love in a grandmothers eyes,
With her grand kids standing by her side.
Teaching them with her gentle charm,
Always loving with her kind and gentle arms.
Teaching them everything they will need to know,
Teaching Gods love and kindness as they learn and grow.
They listen to every word she say’s and said,
Telling them of our lord’s love and why his blood did shed.
God did gave these children a wonderful start,
He gave them a grandmother with heavenly love and joyful heart.
Comments about this poem (grandmother by Timothy Honeycutt )
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