| I Remember |
| Christmas 2002 |
| To Mawmaw Ruby: With All My Love |
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| All the things you used to do Cooking dinner on Sunday Making homemade stew Sitting for hours Telling us tales Of how poor Jonah Was swallowed by a whale Working in your garden Pulling all the weeds Wiping sweat from your brow And gently planting seeds You are a special Grandmother One that we adore You taught us right from wrong And so very much more. Mawmaw, I remember When you would sing a song You would encourage Us to all sing along And you would sit and rock And read the Bible While we would pray I can still see it As you held it in your hands Well worn from all your reading And learning of God's plans Mawmaw, I remember Don't worry about me You taught us all so well Years ago upon your knee. |
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