Heart of Solid Gold

She walks through the meadow where her childhood grew,

Barefoot in the clover with the sky so blue.

She hears her daddy’s voice in the wind that blows,

Saying, “Treat folks kindly,

that’s the way life goes.”

“And when the world gets heavy,

don’t you bow your head.

Stand back up, keep going — you’re stronger than you said.” Those

words became her anchor everywhere she’d roam,

A compass in her pocket pointing her back home.

And she

remembers… All the love that shaped her,

all the truth she was told.

Mama’s gentle courage, Daddy’s heart of solid gold.

Grandmas in the kitchen teaching dreams to unfold,

Grandpa saying, “Baby girl,

don’t forget your roots — They’re worth more than gold.”

Mama taught her sweetness doesn’t mean you break,

How to stand for others when the world starts to shake.

“Put your faith in Jesus,

let Him steady your hand,”

She learned how to walk strong with grace in her stand.

Grandmas showed her how to bake and how to dream,

How a warm oven glow can make a heart believe.

And Grandpa’s stories tied her to the land she adored,

Saying, “Never forget where you came from — That’s your anchor,

your reward.”

And she

remembers… All the love that shaped her,

all the truth she was told.

Mama’s gentle courage, Daddy’s heart of solid gold.

Grandmas in the kitchen teaching dreams to unfold,

Grandpa saying, “Baby girl,

don’t forget your roots — They’re worth more than gold.”

Now she carries their lessons everywhere she goes,

Faith in her footsteps,

love in her bones.

A young girl grown,

but forever she holds The roots of her childhood

— Her own treasure of gold.