My Grandmother
| As I look into my Grandmother's eyes I seem to feel a bit surprised She sits there in her silly old chair Clicking her heels, it's too much to bear See she can't walk, sing, or speak She is thin and looks very weak It saddens me to see her so That life has brought her to a terrible low She can remember a little from the past But the present goes by way too fast She knows her daughter and sons you'll see It's hard for her to remember me I wish I knew how she was feeling Maybe there are secrets she is concealing I wonder what goes through her mind As she sits there in a bind Speak to me Gram; wake out of your trance Please get up, move, or dance I want to see again the sparkle in your eyes Because I know that's where the truth lies You used to sing the Gospel with this glorious tune Tomorrow to hear you sing was never too soon You saved so many lost souls everyday Taught them about God and all he has to say You were so strong, mighty, and bold Your life was too short to already been sold I miss hearing you sing and pray The hours are cutting short, it could be any day I want you back sound body and mind I wish there were a key I could find To bring you back out of this state Oh why did this have to be your fate This must have been God's very plan To watch you grow and see your wings span You've served him right from the start He welcomes you to his home and heart My love for you will never die I will hold your Sparkle in my eye I know I'll be singing with you someday soon Walking through the gates of heaven, singing the same glorious tune |
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