The hands that cared for all they could,
With strength and love they always would.
Everyday mundane chores, it didn't matter,
 From making clothes to mending tatters.

Those hands washed clothes and washed dishes,
Cooked all the meals and granted wishes.
They stayed busy from dawn til’ after dark,
As she tended to needs and loved with all her heart.

She was very beautiful, anyone could see.
That’s why papa swept her off her feet.
They were married young and started a family,
Then came my mother, Irma Lee

Mother had four sisters that brought grandma joy.
The last to be born turned out to be a boy.
They all grew up and had families of their own,
And would take all us grandkids to grandma's home.

Grandma’s hands had started to age by then.
You could see the years of work in her skin.
She loved all the family and tried so hard to tell,
Every single one of us about heaven and hell!

She went to a Baptist church downtown on Bonner Street.
Every Sunday she would shake hands with all that she'd meet.
Those hands have held so many precious memories,
That only she'll be able to tell, when we reach eternity.

She loved to play piano and taught herself well.
I'd say, "Grandma play for me," and she'd say, "Sit a spell."
She never learned to read the notes, but she could hear,
And every tune she played, God gave her by ear.

One day she got a little organ, and loved to play that too.
Many times when I would visit, she'd ask me to play a tune.
Always jolly, loving, and kind, can't recall a time,
When she was cross or out of sorts, this grandma of mine.

I can see those hands today, so beautiful to me.
The love they shared with all who came to see.
That beautiful lady of God who always loved us so,
Is in heaven today, with pretty hands, no wrinkles to show.

©Shirley Barr (Shy)

In loving memory of my grandmother

Scripture from: Proverbs: 31

Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far
above rubies.

She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold
the distaff.

She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth
forth her hands to the needy.

She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the
law of kindness.





Composition "Without You"


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