Her feeble light is flickering She lay upon the bed
Granny
Her feeble light is flickering She lay upon the bed And people whisper tenderly As in and out they tread
She lingered on and childhood days So long ago crowd in Her father, mother, home-so much Of all that’s past and been
Oh glorious trust-eternal rest T’was not in vain-His values best ‘Well done’-oh faithful traveler They gently, gently carry her.
~ Jenny Daniel
