FROM THAT OLD ROCKER ON THE LITTLE FRONT PORCH by Dr. Gene Minix

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FROM THAT OLD ROCKER
ON THE LITTLE FRONT PORCH

by Dr. Gene Minix

Her house sat near the sidewalk
Just a little house, now faded white.
And on a little front porch with cracked boards,
She'd sit there in the early morning sunlight.
A rocking in that old high back rocker.

Hey, Granny, we'd call, she wasn't our granny
But out of love and respect we called her that.
She'd nod her head and she'd smile
From the old rocker where she sat.
From the old rocker on the little porch.

She always had a kind word for us.
Maybe some homemade cookies she'd share.
All wrapped up in love
From the one in that rocking chair.
That old rocker where she sat.

She's been gone a long time now.
The years have moved along.
But sometime when I pass that little house
I can almost hear her singing a Gospel song.
Amazing Grace how sweet the sound.

I know one thing for sure
She told me much I needed to know.
She was everybody's granny
And we all loved her so.
She spoke to our hearts from that old rocking chair.

I'll be a much wiser man as I walk
Through the years day by day.
Because of Granny who loved us so
And the words of wisdom she had to say.
Thank God for Granny who spoke to our hearts from that rocking chair.