I saw you just the other day. Busy working in your big old house—preparing food, loving life, showing genuine concern
for those around you.

I saw you just the other day—on your birthday, such a
special one. Oh how we loved hearing your precious gift of laughter! 
Such a sweet lady. We were honored to be near you.

I saw you just the other day— greeting me at the door, hugging me
so warmly. Only grandmothers can hug like that.
I noticed your walk was a bit slower, and you were growing older;
yet that lovely sparkle still shone in your eyes.

I saw you just the other day, at Christmas. Your face alight with
your children all around you. Those times always made you the
happiest—yet you were always full of the joy of the Lord.

I saw you just the other day; weak, tired, weary of suffering. 
I will never forget your arm slowly reaching around my shoulder.
That little hug spoke more than words ever could.
You are the closest I’ve ever come to an angel.

How sweetly those days have flown into years. How quickly
those years have passed by me. Though now your home is
with our wonderful Savior—You will always live in the seeds
you have planted in my heart!

© Cathy Chandler -1984