Then, in a quiet moment, I heard my grandmother's voice...reciting this poem. She and I were verrrry close. Every time I spent the night, week, etc...she told me this poem before we went to bed. She only had a 3rd grade education...in those times, even the little kids worked the farm. But, she had gone to school long enough to learn two of the stanzas of this poem. I found this online, and have modified it to her version...because that's the one I fell in love with.
She's been gone five years this week. I miss her every day. I firmly believe those we love never go away completely...they guide us from above. She speaks to me, and has pulled me out of some very BAD situations...were I could have been hurt in a physical and/or mental way.
So here's to you, Granny...hope you like it.
Jewell Alene Ashcraft