Grandma's Garden
there are summer flowers
springing in grandma's garden
she tells me not to tread,
but on the path that's made
I watch her rake
I watch her plant
day after day i watch her garden grow
there are summer flowers
springing in grandma's garden
I remember where to tread
it's on the path that's made
I watch her rake
I watch her plant
day after day i watch her garden grow
even thou she's passed on
I watch her garden grow
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