In the garden of life’s sweet embrace,
Where laughter echoes, leaving a trace,
Grandchildren gather, with eyes so bright,
Turning ordinary days into pure delight.
Their tiny hands hold dreams untold,
Stories of wonder, waiting to unfold,
With every step, they teach us anew,
The beauty of life, simple and true.
In their giggles, a melody plays,
A symphony of joy that forever stays,
They are the stars in our nightly sky,
Guiding us softly as time goes by.
Through their innocence, we see the world,
A place of magic, with dreams unfurled,
Grandchildren, our hearts they do mend,
A love eternal, with no end.