Requiem for My Grandmother

A gentle heart and a kind word
Faith in God and hands to hold
Support for any well-meant deed
This is what she meant to me.

Inspiring and encouraging
Upholding and uplifting
Guiding, driving, serving, free
This is what she was to me.

She’d seen so much and kept alive
A light on a hill most high
Shown to all, God’s grace to see
This is what she meant to me.

I cannot help but hold her there
In mind, in heart, in prayer still
She held more grace than I can see
This is what she was to me.

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