Grandmother

Loyal to her husband, church and kids How can I start to explain all that she did? I speak these words because they are true Grandma never did less than she could possibly do Just like our body is but a shell for our bones A house is just a building it was grandma made it home My life started with a terrible fate Thanks to my grandmother my childhood was great These days I can't help but look back through the years As I do I can't help but shed an ocean of tears Because all I was taught I cast aside See addiction took me for a hell of a ride But through all of the heartache and all of the tears All of the miles and all of the years I remember brushing her hair and rolling it into a bun How she played the big bad wolf because I thought it was fun Helping roll her quilts or thread her needle Work her fingers to the bone until she was feeble How she stood by me through thick or thin As I disappointed her again and again How she always bragged that I was so smart And never let me doubt I was all of her heart Through all of the bad and evil I've done I remembered what she taught me and turned to Gods son In prison I did the strangest thing one day Through the love of my grandmother I knelt and I prayed The things that she taught me have all turned out to be true Jesus was born to forgive us for all that we do I have no doubt up in heaven she is bragging on me Saying, “Just look at the man my boy turned out to be”