In her old rocking chair,
And listen to stories of Jesus,
And of His loving care.
She had a way of telling them,
That made them come alive,
And I knew that she believed them,
I could see it in her eyes.
As I listened on and on,
I could feel the love of Jesus,
As the stories went along.
I learned to love Him through her words,
And I'm thankful everyday,
That Grandma taught me about Jesus, and of His loving ways.
But I feel the love, I felt back then, As I sit in her rocking chair.
Jeannette E. Smith
May 4, 2002
