**Call Her Prayers**

In quiet moments, when shadows fall,
I lift my heart, I heed the call.
Though I’m not she from ancient scrolls,
God knows my spirit, He knows my soul.

Through trials faced, both great and small,
For him, my love, I pray through all.
In sunny days or storms that brew,
My faith stands firm, my heart stays true.

Like whispers soft on winds that soar,
I send my prayers to Heaven’s door.
Just like Grandma,...