Garden of Memories

Your kitchen smelled of cinnamon and sweet tea

With pictures of the family on the wall

You'd hold my hand and tell me a story

And make me feel so safe and ten feet tall

Oh Grandma, you are my guiding light

The warmest sun inside a winter sky (ooh)

Your love is like a map that guides me home

You showed me how to find the silver lining

In every single heavy cloud of gray

Your rocking chair is quiet in the corner

But I still hear the things you used to say

Oh Grandma, you are my guiding light

The warmest sun inside a winter sky (ooh)

Your love is like a map that guides me home

I still hear your

sweet laugh

(hmm-mm) Thank

you for everything