Grandma’s Garden (Graces of Treasured Memories)

Pebbles and Blessings Weekly Blog

 As evening shadows start to gather

Tiny gems of twilight dew,

I wend my way towards the garden

In hope for dreams to catch a view.


For once stood rows of garden greens

Flourished with bloom by summers sun,

The earth once moist by heavens rain

I sit and wait for her to come.


I hear now footsteps through the garden

Ever so softly one by one,

In haste I turn to catch a glimpse

To find the morning sun has come!


(Poem from “Pebbles and Blessings” book)



Ecclesiastes 3:1

To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven:


Although my loving Grandma is singing with the angels ~ she is alive in my heart! A shining light for the gospel of Christ, her testimony of strength and faith in the Lord still encourages my soul today!

 From John…

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