My grandmother, a devout Christian, wrote many poems in the 1980s and 1990s. I wanted to preserve them for family members and whoever else was interested in them. She was a fierce prayer-warrior. She had 2 sons and 2 daughters, and many grandchildren and great-grandchildren. She wrote some poems to different friends, children, and grandchildren as well. I can still her hear her say, "Bless your little heart." She went to be with her Lord in October 1999.
October 10, 1992
I don't know what you want me to do, But I'm going to praise you Lord. Help me Lord to know what to do, I'm going to love you Lord. I just know what I'm going to do, I'm going to trust you Lord.
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