Grandma’s Hands

Grandma’s hands are worn and weary Wrinkles certainly tell her age As she sits and studies them At this old and tired stage From a small and toddling baby They caught her before she fell And she fed herself in hunger They have served her very well Grandma’s hands were used for others Through so many many years They have tended her sick family Holding children through their fears Combed her hair and washed her body Worked in many tasks through the years Held her handkerchief in sorrow Through unhappiness and tears She has pressed her hands together As she’s talked to Him at night Yes, Grandma’s hands are such a miracle Now I squeeze and hold them tight!