GRANDMA'S PORCH
Sanctuary.
In the touch of her
Soft wrinkled hands,
In the understanding
Of her twinkling eyes,
In her generous,
Giving spirit,
In the melody of "Amazing Grace"
Flowing from her sweet voice.
She sings to me,
And I find peace,
On Grandma's porch.
Sanctuary,
In the rhythm of
Her rocking chair,
In summer chats
Over lemonade,
In the protection
Of her tender hug,
In lessons learned
That made me strong.
She talks to me
And I find peace,
On Grandma's porch.
Sanctuary,
In times gone by
To be no more,
In childhood memories,
Though precious few,
In days that I
Sure miss her love.
In hope she gave me
All those years.
I dream of her
And I find peace,
On Grandma's porch.
Phillip McKenzie
