It’s All About The Children

I guess they wonder why I take The time to make things nice When holidays are here I like The house to smell like spice I like to celebrate each season With the special style of every one But I’ll tell you a secret, my friend For me it’s all about the children I love my kids, oh yes I do But they’re grown and have their place I did those special things for them During their growing-up space I want my grandkids to have the life That I gave to my daughter and son Now when I do special things It’s all about the children Their marriages came and left With the children in confusion But when they go to grandma’s house They don’t feel that it’s an intrusion No, everything is as it always was Loving arms, good food and fun Because what means more than anything Is that it’s all about the children!