When I was young ,
I was always at grandma's .
I always had her full attention .
She was always busy cooking , canning ,
Washing , ironing gardening and sewing .
She had cookies for treats
And teach me how to play cards her way !
She would sing her song to me
To put me to sleep for my nap when I was a baby .
She would be shelling peas
Or some mending .
Grandma always found time
Without fail to listen to me .
I can see her big hands now
Smiling and coming to me .
When ever I was having some problems
She would listen to me
And pray for me
When she had her rosary in her hand .
She always said take one day at a time .
I helped her the best I could .
I helped her with her dog and cat
And her pheasants .
Remember , there is always hope
On the wings of a pheasant feather !!!
I Love You All
By (Brinnie )
Brock
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