Going back to grandma’s house
To see the wonders within
For her place is a beautiful place
That has wonders deep within
I come across some photos
Of when I was but the age of 3
And also some little knick knacks
Which belonged to me
Her house have so many wonders
That remind me of my past
I see pictures of my mom
And also my mom’s dad
What a place of so many memories
What a place to be
And it is beautifully surrounded
By two big oak trees
There is a big oven inside
That cooked those big Sunday meals
And also a large attic
That holds the Christmas Tree
Two big rockers sit on the deck
And also a swing underneath the tree
Oh I love to be at Grandma’s house
That is the place to be
