Grandma Loved Jesus - Poem by Alicia Fredrickson
She labored hard for fifty years.
Not missing a single day.
She serviced her God with love.
Now she's a flower in God's bouquet.
The pain is gone from her body now.
No tears run down her cheeks.
For her smile is lighting up heaven.
While all the angels weep.
She laid upon her bed.
Arms folded across her chest.
With a smile upon her face.
She knew Jesus would bring her rest.
Grandma loved Jesus
She was picked to be a flower in
Grandma loved Jesus and holy is His name.
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