GRANDCHILDREN

          GRANDCHILDREN

          

          ALTHOUGH, WE'RE NOT ALWAYS,

          WITH THEM EACH, AND EVERYDAY,

          WE KEEP THEM, CLOSE BESIDES US,

          EACH TIME, WE KNEEL TO PRAY.

          WHENEVER, ONE OF THEM ARE SICK,

          WITH A FEVER, THEY CAN'T BEAR,

          WE STOP, AND GET DOWN, ON OUR KNEES,

          AND FIND THE LORD, IN PRAYER.

          ALTHOUGH, WE'LL LEAVE THIS WORLD, SOMEDAY,

          OUR LOVE, FOR THEM, THEY'LL SEE,

          THE GRANDPARENTS, THAT LOVED THEM, VERY MUCH,

          ALSO IN HEAVEN, WILL BOW, ON THEIR KNEE.

          

          WRITTEN BY:

          DIANA SHIRLEY

           

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