her song so soft
like the smell of jasmine
on summer wind
no words a simple hum
like soft hands on
your shoulder when you are tired
like encouragement when the bruises
show a gentle whisper saying you can
holding you forever
holding you forever
that song
that fed dreams
inspired you to be more than
what you were given
for your own sake
for the worlds sake
her song knew you were special
it was her gift to you
the song from cotten fields
and other women’s kitchens
the song of home long gone
but coming if you pray with moving hands
the song of falling down to go faster
the song that remembers to remember
that song sat up all night when you were sick
it rose to the rafters when you won
it fell on transgressors like thunder when you were wronged
her song of iron and water
knew your strengths it fed them
knew your weakness & banished it
leaving only room for becoming
the song of oceans
the song of sunsets
outlasted sunset
it lives it me
it is my song
my grammie gave it to me
it is still sung
will never be stilled
I hear it
when I am lost
and I find myself in
that song holding me forever
it will hold me forever
