Nana's wisdom

Your wrinkled hands; an infinite spring, Your touch a gentle stamp; soft as a fleece, Safe we were held; how sweet to be at home. Your caring arms; that vibrat'd warmth, Oh! Their comfort; pain is eas'd our faces beam A walking home; that held us safe and sound. Your dishes!; they fill'd tummies with bliss, Irresistible they were; we yearn'd for more, Dish after dish; we indulg'd at home. Your words - emphasis'd wisdom; grace & light, So sincere; they shed off negativity and pain, Hope they are; no promise is broken.