COUNTRY. Song: I Studied Love for a Long Time.

18 days ago
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Mama's hands, worn and weathered
Teaching love through simple things
Small town girl with big heart questions
Learning what it means to matter
Finding worth in quiet moments
When the world feels torn and scattered

Beloved, beloved
More than what they see
Beloved, beloved
Learning how to be

Sunday dress and nervous laughter
Walking down that church aisle slow
Papa's eyes, they shine with wonder
At the woman I've become, I know
Beloved in his steady gaze
Beloved through uncertain days

Wedding bells and borrowed flowers
Standing next to love so true
Vows we whispered, hearts wide open
Making promises brand new
Beloved in his gentle touch
Beloved when the road gets rough

Baby's cry at early morning
Rocking chair and lullabies
Tiny fingers wrapped around mine
Wonder dancing in small eyes
Beloved in her trusting face
Beloved in this sacred space

Kitchen table, homework battles
Bandaged knees and bedtime prayers
Teaching her what I am learning
Love lives in the daily cares
Beloved in her growing strong
Beloved where we both belong

Empty nest and quiet hallways
Photographs upon the wall
Mirror shows the lines of living
But my heart has grown through all
Beloved in the memories made
Beloved as the seasons fade

Grandma's lap and story telling
Little ones with eager ears
Passing down what time has taught me
Love survives beyond our fears
Beloved in their listening hearts
Beloved as new chapters start

Porch swing creaking, evening falling
Watching sunset paint the sky
Hands that held me, shaped me, loved me
Now rest gentle by my side
Beloved through the passing years
Beloved past the joy and tears

Church bells ringing, voices singing
Same old hymns that raised me up
Finding peace in ancient melodies
Faith that fills my waiting cup
Beloved in community
Beloved in simplicity

Looking back on roads I've traveled
Seeing grace in every turn
What I thought was just existing
Was becoming, live and learn
Beloved from the very start
Beloved written on my heart

Mama's hands, worn and weathered
Taught me love through simple things
Now I know what she was showing
Every soul's becoming beloved

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