Father’s day, Mother’s day, sister’s day, brother’s day
And grandparents day, why not? What a calendar we’ve got
There’s no day without a name, like a picture in a frame
Days are hanging on the wall, each day has it’s special call
But one thing I clearly see there’s no day that speaks of me
Is it good, or is it bad, happy should I feel or sad?
I’m not sure what to do, so I guess it’s up to you
To speak out a clever word, what’s my day in this old world
Say that I’m a missing link, there’s not much about to think
Hence all empty days are mine, but don’t tell it to mankind.
We would like to welcome you,
To our celebration created just for the people who,
Are significant members of our family tree.
We love you indeed.
You’ve guided us to achieve many goals.
We want to be like you.
Grandma and grandpa we hold you dear to our hearts,
And even when you’re gone we’ll carry your legacy,
On to our future members of the family tree.
Today we want you to view,
What we hold in our hearts oh so true.
We welcome and value you,
So sit back relax and enjoy the program
Designed for you involving your grand boys and girls.
Grandparents you make our world go round,
And we hope that you enjoy our gracious sounds.
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