In the garden of innocence, they laugh and play,With dreams as vast as the skyâs endless blue,Granddaughters dance through the golden day,Their hearts so pure, their love so true.
Gentle whispers of wonder fill the air,As they explore the world with eyes so bright,Every moment a treasure, beyond compare,In their presence, shadows turn to light.
Their laughter echoes, a melody so sweet,Guiding us through the storms of time,In their joy, we find our own heartbeat,A symphony of love, so sublime.
As the stars awaken in the night sky,We hold them close, our precious dreams,Granddaughters, like angels, soaring high,In their eyes, the universe gleams.