In the quiet morning light, I seeHis gentle eyes, a guiding starWhispering tales of days gone byWhere dreams were born, never farHis laughter echoes through the hallsFilling spaces with warmth and graceEach story shared, a precious giftA timeless bond we can’t replaceHands worn by time, yet strong and trueCrafting wonders, shaping livesThrough every challenge, every stormHis spirit soars, forever thrivesIn his embrace, I find my peaceA haven where my heart can restGrandad, your love, a lasting lightIn your wisdom, I am blessed