In the soft glow of the evening light,
Her stories wrapped us in delight,
Grandma’s laughter, a gentle breeze,
Bringing joy and timeless ease.

Her hands, so worn yet kind,
Held memories of another time,
With every stitch and every seam,
She wove our lives from dream to dream.

Her eyes, a window to the past,
Tales of love and lessons cast,
In her embrace, we found our place,
A sanctuary of endless grace.

Now in the silence of the night,
Her love remains, our guiding light,
Grandma’s warmth, forever near,
In every heart, so dear, so clear.