In the soft glow of twilight’s embrace,
Her stories weave through time and space.
Wrinkles deep with tales untold,
Her love, a warmth that never grows old.
Her hands, though frail, still hold so tight,
The memories of days and nights.
A gentle touch, a soothing song,
In her presence, I feel I belong.
Through laughter shared and tears we wept,
Her wisdom in my heart is kept.
The lessons learned, the paths she paved,
Through her, I am forever saved.
Though time may pass and shadows fall,
Her spirit echoes in every hall.
Grandmaâs love, a guiding star,
Forever near, never far.