It’s called the “Grandpa Swing.” The gently swinging tire is for Granddaughter. “Jesus loves me, this I know…” It is Grandpa’s time of worship and thanks to Abba.
Sitting alone in the swing, Grandpa’s old hands open a tattered shape note songbook. “When I look down from lofty mountain’s grandeur… Then sings my soul, my Savoir, God to Thee…” It is his time of worship and thanks to Abba.
~ Posted by Ed Ditto
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