In the twilight of the evening sky, you sit,
A gentle soul with stories deep and rich,
Eyes that have seen the world in all its hues,
Through laughter, tears, and silent muse.

Your hands, though wrinkled, hold such strength,
A lifetime of hard work and love unspent,
Whispering tales of days gone by,
Of simpler times and dreams that fly.

You teach with patience, guide with heart,
In every word, a lesson, a start,
The wisdom of your years, a precious gift,
In your presence, spirits always lift.

Grandfather dear, your legacy so bright,
A beacon of love, a guiding light,
Forever cherished in our hearts you’ll stay,
In your shadow, we find our way.