I remember Daddy and Mama’s hands how they cared for me. 
They moulded and made me with God’s grace you see

Caring Love and Tough Love I needed them both.
To keep me on the right path to continue my growth 

Not realizing at the time. The sacrifice they made. 
I thank God for lending me to them
Teaching me to pray

Daddy’s hands were calloused Mana’s hands were tender
Guiding me through the path of God’s Splendor

Memories of the good old days never ever fade
I now pass the love and remember  how they prayed

May 24, 2024
MarkWaldrop