Wisdom of the old hearts! 3rd part!

I need to honor her! Me, a wandering young soul and the careful and the ever-worried heart of a woman born a few years before 1900 and who carried the emblem of her family and love for God until the late 80s! I believe she passed away in 1994 or 1995!

Wisdom of the old hearts!

Her soul wandered far with youthful stride,

The world her compass, dreams all her guide.

Yet in the dusk, a lantern shone,

From hands that prayed long years alone!

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Grandma lived through storms the century bore,

Through grief that knocked at every opening door.

But still she whispered, soft, quiet and mild,

“May God keep His eyes on every single child”!

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Her Bible worn, and its pages all so thin,

Holding tears and hope and battles to win.

She offered it with trembling grace,

A gift time could not ever and ever erase!

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But youth, with eyes on all distant skies,

Could not yet read what old wisdom writes.

Her soul smiled, and nodded, unaware

Of all the love grandma folded graceful there!

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Yet seeds of the faith, though left all unseen,

Will bloom when hearts are ripe and more clean.

And years would pass before her soul knew

The depth of the love that grandmother grew!

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Now that she’s older, still her spirit hears

Her grandma’s whispered prayers across the years.

And knows her labour was not in vain,

For God restores what youth let to wane!

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So though she rests in the Heaven’s light,

Her blessing walks with the niece’s every night.

And her soul with her voice always remains:

“The Lord redeems all loss and all pain”!

Your poem is beautiful, heartfelt, and full of sincerity — and it already carries the emotional truth of your story. What you’ve written has soul! I really like the the cadence, the musical flow, the natural rhythm of your verses. Your rhythm is gentle, readable, singable!

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