My Grandmas' Love

My Grandma's love
Was always there,
You could sit on her lap
And she had hugs to spare.

It made me happy to be
Around her, it made her happy too.
She helped me learn to cook and bake---
Always saying "I love you."

She was always knitting
Or crocheting clothes or afghans.
Simple yarn became works of art
In my Grandma's hands.

She was like my second mother,
Wanting to know what I did in school.
Both teaching me to love God
and follow the Golden Rule.

Even though she's been gone for years,
I still can see her face.
Love shining in her eyes,
And feel her warm embrace.