In the garden of dreams where futures bloom,
Two granddaughters dance, dispelling gloom.
With laughter that echoes like a gentle stream,
They paint the world with colors unseen.
Their eyes hold the spark of a thousand suns,
Guiding us forward, where life freely runs.
Small hands that grasp the threads of time,
Weaving a tapestry, so pure and sublime.
Through stories told and lessons shared,
They grow with wisdom, ever prepared.
A legacy of love, through generations passed,
In their hearts, forever to last.
As seasons change and days unfold,
Granddaughtersâ spirits, brave and bold.
In their presence, we find our way,
Brightening each and every day.