In the garden of my days, they bloom
Tiny hands that grasp the world anew
Their laughter like the morning dew
Bright eyes that chase away the gloom
Stories whispered in the night
Of dragons, dreams, and distant stars
Their innocence mends all our scars
Hearts alight with pure delight
With every step, they teach us grace
In their world, time moves so slow
We see the world in vibrant glow
Through the wonder on their face
Grandchildren, gifts of lifeâs embrace
In their joy, we find our peace
Loveâs circle finds its sweet release
In the warmth of their embrace