In the sunlit mornings they arrive,With laughter as bright as the skies,Nieces, with dreams that thrive,In their eyes, the worldâs surprise.They dance in fields of daisies,With hearts so pure and free,Their giggles sing like melodies,A symphony of glee.Through stories shared and secrets told,In whispers soft and sweet,They weave a bond of gold,In their presence, lifeâs complete.As days turn into memories,Their spirits forever near,Nieces, our cherished reveries,The love we hold so dear.