In the warmth of her gentle arms, I found,
A sanctuary of love, so profound.
Her whispers of wisdom, her stories old,
In every word, a treasure to behold.

Through the seasons of life, she stood tall,
A beacon of light, guiding us all.
Her laughter like a melody, so sweet,
Her presence, a rhythm, our hearts to beat.

In her eyes, a universe of care,
Every wrinkle, a tale she would share.
Her hands, though worn, held strength anew,
A testament to the love she always knew.

Now in the quiet moments, I reflect,
On her legacy, the love she did perfect.
A grandmother’s embrace, forever near,
In every heartbeat, her spirit here.